I’m guessing my mom and sister will read the title of this post and say, “Uh, no!”
But it’s something that comes up occasionally, most recently the other night, when sprite said to me, “for someone who isn’t a sports fan, you go to a lot of baseball games.” Others have commented that, for someone who purports to not give a crap about sports, I have a fairly extensive amount of random sports-related knowledge.
My response is always one of two things: I enjoy live sports, but never watch them on tv; or I only know about sports because I grew up in a really sporty household and not having some information would have left me with nothing to talk about with my dad or brother.
Both of these points are true, but I am not sure why, exactly, I think this means I’m not a fan. I clearly rank at or near the bottom of the fandom hierarchy in my family, but maybe the problem is that my family is a little overzealous? Maybe in the greater scheme of things, I fall into the category of the normal-level fan. I’m part of a season ticket group for both the Nationals (baseball) and Capitals (hockey), so I’m definitely committed in some way.
But I don’t know… Being considered a sports fan just seems so, well, not me.