I know I'm caught up in the same mess at times, but isn't it a shame how those of us who are sports fans have our moods dictated by whether or not our favorite teams win or lose.
The Tennessee Titans are winless so far this season. They've won only 9 games in the last 2 years. Media vultures are circling. That's all you hear about on radio talk shows and TV sportscasts. Fire the coach!
I always remember one of my best friends - as loyal, caring and good hearted a fellow as you'd ever want to be around. He was such a die hard Tennessee Vol football fan that if they lost a game in Knoxville, he'd take it so hard that he might not drive back to Nashville after the game. He told me that a number of times he simply slept in a rest stop on the interstate because "he didn't want to come home and cuss his wife or kick the dog." It would ruin his Sunday. Monday, he'd still be a grouch, chewing on every play that went wrong. Tuesday, he was still stewing in his own juices. Wednesday, he was starting to think about the next game. Thursday, he was starting to get fired up about "winning big this week." By Friday, he had his game face on and was pumped. I'd laugh at him and tell him that I hope they don't lose, because then the cycle would start all over again.
Now if they won, it was an altogether different story. How many of us do that? I think some of it comes from the fact that we've got bosses telling us what to do and what we've done wrong all week long, but by golly, when Saturday or Sunday comes, "my team is going to make me feel good." I think that's one of the reasons that football is so popular and auto racing to some extent, because in football they can get away with pounding somebody else for us. Or on a race track they can drive, and take out their frustrations the way we never could.
We live through them! We call them our team.
All that changed for my Vol Fan friend back in 1995 when he was diagnosed with stomach cancer. After a year long battle, I was at his bed side two days before he died. We hugged, we cried and he told me that he was a fool for having been so fanatical about "his team." What was it worth now?
Our moods affect everybody around us and to have those moods affected by a mere game!
It makes me think twice.