This is my first sports post. I can tell you’re excited…
I’m a sports non-fan. I really don’t care either way if one team wins and another loses, and I can’t say I ever really have. But there are times in one’s life when exciting things happen, and one becomes a fan by default. Living in Denver, it is easier to be a Denver Broncos fan than it is to be, say, a Raiders fan. I don’t exactly root for the Broncos, but I’m excited when they do well, for pretty much the sole reason of having grown up in Colorado.
Well, I mostly grew up in Colorado. Actually, not even mostly…
The truth, folks, is that I’m not a native at all. I was born in Arizona, and lived there half of my life. I don’t remember a few of those years, and my life consisted, more or less, of school, the mall, and the ice rink (this is how it is when you’re a pre-teen — these are the hotspots). I can say I’ve never rooted for the Arizona Cardinals (who has, seriously?), but I did have a little bit of pride when the Diamondbacks won the World Series in 2001. Even though I didn’t live there, my relatives are fans, they were excited, and that was enough for me.
But now, as the Rockies face the Diamondbacks for the National League Title, I am faced with a decision. It’s not a hard one. I remember more of my Colorado period than I do of my Arizona period. And, as states, I like Colorado better than Arizona. Even though I couldn’t name a single player on either team if I were asked, I have to go for the Rockies. I love how Patricia Calhoun put it in the Westword this week (these are excerpts):
Westword was going to challenge our partner paper, Phoenix New Times, to a bet on the outcome of the Rockies/Diamondback series — but we couldn’t think of anything we wanted from Phoenix.
[list of things that are less bad or more good in Colorado than in Arizona]…
Finally, we decided on this: Losing state gives up water rights, and ownership reverts back to Mexico.