I love my football team. I look forward to every game with excited anticipation. I live and die with the results. When they win I am in a good mood all week. When they lose, I fall into a funk for days.
It’s stupid I know. It’s not life or death. I have no financial stake in the outcome. Yet it seems to mean so much to me. I’m trying to figure out why. Somehow I feel part of the team. Winning fills me with pride. It’s like I earn some sort of respect from being a part of their fan base. I display it by wearing the team’s hats and tee shirts. I’m certainly not alone. Millions of football fanatics feel the same way, some even more so.
It occurs to me this passion could be more productively directed toward other things more important. Why is that so hard?
Instant gratification for good or bad..