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4H is a football fan. Fine. Whatever. Although why he posts here is a mystery. Are we to congratulate you on your divinely inspired wisdom? Or should I now feel sorry myself that I didn't switch allegiances years ago.
Me, I'm a Buffalo Bills fan. There have been times I have wanted to divorce the Bills. (It usually happens no later than 4pm on Sundays.) But come Tuesday, I come crawling back. I cannot help it. I was born and raised in Buffalo. My earliest memories of the team were the 2 - 12 variety. Yeah, I am that old. No other team gives me the emotional swings like my Bills. I cannot care about another team. When Arizona for example, lost in the Super Bowl, I went on with my life. Yet, I still cannot watch the Bills Super Bowl highlights. I still hiss at the TV whenever I see Jimmy Johnson. I also hate the Dallas teams in the NHL, NBA, and Soccer. (OK, I don't hate the soccer team. They deserve each other.) When Norwood's kick went wide... I was literally hiding in another room. My wife had to break the news to me. She had that same look on her face when she told me my dog died.
And should the Bills lose today (or any other day), I'll probably boo the screen, and pout for the remainder of the day. On Monday, I'll continue to rant against the football gods for their unjust curse against my Bills. Come Tuesday, I'll start to plan my upcoming Sunday around the Bills game.
This is my addiction. I can't change. It now -- in part -- defines me.