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David Spates
"Therefore I Am"

You can have my seat on Titans' bandwagon

Sunday would have been much more enjoyable were I not so loyal.

Even though the Tennessee Titans lost the Super Bowl by mere feet, they made it to the show. My favorite team, the Washington Redskins, didn't. I guess I could have hopped on the Titans' bandwagon, but my conscience wouldn't let me. I can't have two favorites.

Now I know we're just talking about sports here, but the premise is one that applies to many other areas of life, nearly all of which are much more crucial that football. Loyalty is important. Loyalty helps define who you are. Loyalty shows what you're made of. A person of character cannot simply toss aside loyalty in favor of what might appear at the time to be a better offer.

I'm a Redskins fan, and while I enjoy watching the Titans, I cannot consider myself a Titans fan. A long time ago I chose one team and one team only, and while I may not be as good a fan as I should during some of the lean years, the sentiment remains.

Probably the biggest reason I'm a Redskins fan is because of my father. He indoctrinated me into the fold. Football allegiance seems to be akin to religious affiliation in that regard. In most homes, the son often becomes a fan of that father's favorite team, just as in religion when a child often aligns himself along the same religious beliefs and denomination as the parents. It's not always the case, but it happens more often than not. Sure, sometimes you'll get a rebellious child who will buck tradition just for the sake of sticking it to his parents. Maybe he'd cheer for the Dallas Cowboys and convert to Islam, all the while his parents are attending Sunday Mass and cheering for the Steelers.

But like I said, I'm a Redskins fan primarily because of my father, whose father also was a Redskins fan. My grandfather, who was the kindest man you will never meet, even played in the Redskins stadium band at one point (Hail to the Redskins, Hail victory. Braves on the warpath, Fight for old DC!). Plus, add to the equation that during my fan-forming years of the middle to late 1970s, the Redskins were on TV in East Tennessee nearly every weekend. We could watch almost every game. That was key. It's hard to cheer for a team you never see.

So with all that history, you can see how I find it hard to throw it all away and start earnestly cheering for another team whose primary selling point is proximity.

What kind of fan would I be if I jumped ship? Would you think very highly of a person who tossed away all history and commitment? I dare say that's not the kind of fan the Tennessee Titans want.

The Titans, like every other team in professional or amateur sports, appreciates loyal fans. And to those people who have forsaken their favorite team in favor of the AFC champion Tennessee Titans, shame on you. The Titans aren't going to be champions every year, and eventually the team you cheated on is going to be on the top of the heap again, and then where will you be? Will you hop from the Titans back to your old favorite? Or do you simply cheer for whatever uniform makes it to the playoffs?

It's easy to support a winner, but the true test of one's loyalty comes when support is needed for a loser. Plus, when you support a loser in the doldrums, it makes it all the more enjoyable when the loser turns into a winner. Take my alma mater, Virginia Tech, for instance. The Hokies football team absolutely sucked when I went to college, and that makes it all the sweeter now that they have turned it around.

Sure, they lost to the Criminoles of Florida State, but I appreciate the effort ­ as any true fan would.
I'm a loyal person, and that loyalty is not easily swayed. Even though the Redskins have refused to give up their racist team name, I continue to be loyal. I'm loyal to my wife. I'm loyal to my family. I'm loyal to my friends. I'm loyal to my job. However, that loyalty must be reciprocated. I'm loyal, but I'm no doormat.

Hail to the Redskins, Hail victory. Braves on the warpath, Fight for old DC!

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