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I understand it for kids, but it does seem like your priorities have to be out of whack as an adult to be so deeply affected by an outcome like that.
Still, I enjoyed the symbolic victory of Venezuela taking down America and I'm glad they got to enjoy it too.
It was crazy; there were so many people in the streets, drunk and celebrating like there was no tomorrow. I saw the videos this morning when I woke up, and it inspired me to write this post. People asked me why I wasn't excited, and the answer is simple: first, I'm not interested in any sports teams, and second, my problems remain the same whether a team wins or loses. Unless I've made a serious bet, that's the only reason it would affect me emotionally in any way.
On the one hand, I understand the sporting spirit and the collective hysteria (to call it something), but I also think they go too far with the idolatry, and it's a phenomenon that occurs all over the world.
To be honest, I do not empathize with people who put such personal emphasis on how a sports team performs. Those athletes and coaches do not give a s*** about you.
I went to Duke for grad school. Everyone obviously loved basketball there. Coach K was the highest paid employee at the university. It's nice to enjoy the sport, but I honestly do not understand the level of worship people have for it.