The Hurt Of A Miami Heat Defeat: Fandom’s Ups & Downs
I could be accomplishing snazzy things at work, have a good tennis game, have a great night out with friends, but then I’ll notice that gnawing or that hole in my core. And I’ll ask myself, “What’s wrong?”
“You had a great day. Things went your way?”
And it would dawn on me: Aaah! It’s because the Miami Heat lost. This reminds of this girl that a friend talked about.
She would wake up in the middle of night, gasping for air, in full anxiety mode. Then she’d remember something and then say to herself, her favorite hockey team won that day, so everything’s alright, and she can go back to sleep.
WHAT?! Yessiree.
No fake news there. That actually happened.
And getting into the doldrums just because a team, located thousands of miles away, who I don’t work for, who I’m in no way connected with, lost a regular season game, also happens. That’s just the truth of it all.