What Does it Mean to be a Fan - and Other Meanderings on a Saturday Morning
I am learning that if I want to be a sports fan , I'm doing it wrong. Which, as it turns out, is liberating. It frees me up to consider myself an analyst – if not among that particular club of Analysts. An analyst by definition only, then – because what I really want to do is watch and observe the game, the League, and (now that I have inserted myself among them and come to the conclusion that I am not one of their number) the fans. It's weird that I have to give myself permission to do this in these pages . How many writers do that? I imagine the number is asymptotic. Though, thinking of it, I'm sure most authors don't need to give themselves authority their publishers do that for them. Paychecks go a long way to making us think we're doing something right with our time, don't they? I'm hearing the Robot Devil in my head right now. “Your lyrics lack subtlety! You can't have your characters announce how they feel! That makes me feel angry!” I ima...