Saturday, May 20, 2006

I Hate What I'm Becoming

Over at Covered in Oil, they have a good reality-affirming post about separating hatred from the team from hatred of the fans. It's a good, rational post, needed in these heady and passionate times. The internet makes it especially easy to lob verbal grenades at the other team's fans, whether mocking Avalanche fans for alleged lack of knowledge of the game, or mocking Red Wings fans because often, they live in Detroit.

My hatred of the DRWs aside, I've been friends with some of their fans, seen hockey games with them, and so forth. They've seemed like decent blokes if a bit sadly misguided. But they're no more or less capable of greatness or stupidity than those who back any other team.

Ok. Now hold that thought.

In the eternal pursuit of pointlessness, I've started online dating again. I'm not proud of this, not remotely. But I own up to it because a) everyone's doing it, b) it'll become awkward if I start blogging about dates and I've left this detail out, c) despite Atlanta being a rumored beehive of single 30-something women, I am damned if I know where they hang out, and d) at least I'm not going the mail-order bride route. Yet.

So anyway. I've started this up. And started communication with an attractive, intelligent, well-traveled, well-read girl. And exchanged a few e-mails with her, and found her to be pretty appealing.

You see where this is going, don't you?

She's a Red Wings fan. Diehard, apparently. (I went on a few dates with a Wings fan about two years ago, but she was of the "is Yzerman still playing?" stripe.) Passionate enough that it's one of the things she tells an anonymous weirdo on the web.

Hijinks will ensue!


Anonymous said...

Different sport, same concept. I'm a die-hard Dolphins fan all day, everyday, especially on Sunday ;D so it only made sense that the one man I found attractive online had to be a fookin Patriot's fan. We met in the video chatrooms on, as I clicked my way through everyone's cam I found him and began to chat.. when out of nowhere he pulled out that damn Patriot's hat, I almost cried. We got into a heated argument that turned into playful flirting that later turned into a strong attraction towards eachother. I never would've thought I'd fall for a Patriot's fan, but here I am. I guess they were right, opposites do attract plus it's always nice to have a heated argument every once in awhile and when it really comes down to it-- we both just have big love for the *game.* Good luck with your experiences ;D

Ice Cream Jonsey said...

I would like to think that if I met a special someone who said she was a 49ers fan that I'd carve myself deep from earlobe to earlobe and pull my tongue through, but I've never been in that situation. And they aren't even in the same division as the Saints any longer.

gsdgsd13 said...

Ah, ICJ, but you write from the position of someone in a healthy relationship. In my life, you'd be amazed at how quickly I can compromise all my principles.