tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792307050609117515.post1842091363264864897..comments2023-10-21T10:00:25.485-05:00Comments on Union, Trueheart, and Courtesy: Woo pig sooiedonnadbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09580583133757807126noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792307050609117515.post-45214489790277652452012-01-06T22:35:41.798-06:002012-01-06T22:35:41.798-06:00As the mourning of monoculture's diminishing s...As the mourning of monoculture's diminishing suggests, many of us want something that we can enjoy and share as a big group. So it strikes me as logical that living in a place for so long would ultimately lead to some identification with the community's team. I had my time in the wilderness away from the fervently supported local school, but dropping my grudge against it (or, let's face it, the most obnoxious fans) ultimately was the right choice. (Stopping listening to sports talk radio also made it easier not to feel bludgeoned by the cryptoreligious intensity.)<br /><br />I've gone to games where I have no vested interest in who wins, so it's fun to join along and cheer with the hometown fans for a couple hours. That kinship, even if it not rooted in anything deeply felt, is something I think we all seek.the secret knitterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01644338306685648097noreply@blogger.com