I don’t understand the enjoyment of sports. Of hitching something, your ego I suppose, to the team winning. And it’s, in most cases, only winning. When the team wins, it’s We won. When they lose, it’s They lost. I get watching and on some level I can enjoy the athleticism of it. I can root for a team as part of a role, but it’s empty. At my core, I just don’t understand. Comradery I get. Being fans and being at the game, getting caught up in the emotion of the crowd, I get that. But sitting at home alone and experiencing the same thing, bwuh? I’m not against it. Basically because I can’t muster the passion to care. Just one of those things I guess.