Watching sports is a roller coaster of emotions. When the good times are rolling, I feel on top of cloud nine. On the other hand, the teams that I root for love to toy with my emotions. No matter the result at the end of the game, the feeling of my heart palpitating out of my chest sticks around for hours after each game has concluded. Being a Seattle Seahawks fan is synonymous with impending heartbreak — especially when lingering around every corner is an opposition team’s fan that loves to bring up when Marshawn Lynch didn’t run the ball at the 1-yard line in Super Bowl XLIX.
The result of one tilt does not mean that the sky is falling, because in every game only one team gets to go home happy. But why do they have to make it so stressful? I guess that stress is just the cost of being a fan. Pouring your entire personality into a team and delicately balancing your whole emotional state on the outcome of one game may not be the greatest thing to do to your heart, but nobody will ever say that you lack passion.
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