I watched Boston beat Orlando tonight – while having lovely dinner with DC.
Now, I am a Laker fan. My Father-in-Law is a huge Laker fan. It’s a requirement to be in my in-law’s family. I will cheer the Lakers everytime – except for when they play Boston.
You know those times – growing up – when you experience something so big that it sticks with you for the rest of your life. It becomes a part of your identity. You see, years ago when it was LA and Boston in the finals for years (the Magic Johnson and Larry Bird years), my dad was a Laker fan. He rooted for the Lakers and I was at the point in my life that I had to cheer against my dad which meant that I became a Boston fan. I mean, it was something that happened for years right.
I thought about this tonight when at the end of the game, someone had a “Beat LA” shirt. So both of my Fathers are Lakers fans. But just like a few years ago and hopefully next week Thursday. I’ll be a Boston Celtics fan – for a few weeks anyway.
When it’s your identity, you can’t stop.