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Originally Posted by Cecil Terwilliger
I don’t want any part of sports fandom that doesn’t involve wild mood swings.
Cheering for the flames, or any team, is like dating that crazy hot girl who deep down you know you have no future with but can’t bring yourself to break up with her because you keep trying to convince yourself things will work out and she’ll settle down.
When it’s fun, it’s really fun and you ride that high while it lasts. And when it’s bad, it’s really bad, with knock down drag em out screaming matches until 3am that wake the neighbours.
But the very next day, you make up with her because she’s just the right amount of crazy for you and you once again start thinking about how she might be the one.
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That pleasure/pain trip is brutal.
Nope, the boring girl who isn't well out of your league but has a semblance of a personality, sometimes crochets hats for animals, doesn't own a social media, lets people into her lane driving and doesn't take being killed in a first person shooter personally for me.