Where's the love?

That's all I'm asking.


Football and sports in general are on my mind right now. Children at risk should be on my mind, since I need to write a paper for class on Monday. But I need to get pigskins and pendants out of my system before I can focus on trafficking and labor laws. And why is it in my system? A few reasons: today we had the first official flag football game (I may or may not have a concussion - another blog for another day), my television is locked in on college football all day today as it is every Saturday, and I just read Adam #2's blog.


From conversations I've had with other sports fans, I realize that the hatred Adam speaks of is not uncommon. But I just don't get it. How can one hate an entire TEAM? A team made up of people that change every year, people whom you've most likely never met. It just doesn't make sense to me. So I decided to use my best therapeutic skills and get to the root of all this madness. I know Ben's favorite team to hate is Notre Dame, but I wasn't sure why until I asked him 5 minutes ago. And after refusing to speak to me because he hates being blogged about, he finally opened up the floodgates and in a matter of seconds was spewing: because they "always get all the breaks and get to have a tv contract even when they're crap like now. They haven't won a single game yet! And they don't have to play in a conference, so their schedule is easier and..." He went on and on. And on. I stopped listening after awhile.


I guess I got an answer. But I'm still confused - why does all that matter? I think I have to really love a team in order to really hate another. That must be the secret. And even though I married into a family of Nebraska freaks, I'm still just a fair weather fan. So the fact that Notre Dame "gets all the breaks" really doesn't hurt my feelings. And I'm okay with that.