David Brooks writes today about not being able to shake being a Mets fan. I know whereof he speaks. My being a Cubs fan precedes my choice, just as Brooks’s team loyalty does his.
It was thrust upon me from my childhood. I, too, can recall individual at-bats from 30 and 35 years ago. I’ve tried to cultivate an appreciation for the local teams in the various cities in which we’ve lived (Dodgers, Reds, now the Tigers), but nothing will replace my life-long devotion.
I’d amend Brooks’s closing lines as follows: “I’ll enjoy following this team and exaggerating its promise. I have no choice but to love the
Mets [Cubs]. Just as I have no choice but to hate the Phillies [Cardinals].”