The disappointment on closing out a historic Premier League season without the title is real, but so is the joy. The life of a sports fan is a truly strange one. Our emotional investment rooted so deeply in the playing of a child’s game. Sometimes, that rooting interest crossing oceans. Why do we care so much?
There is no single satisfactory answer to that question. It’s one I’ve been kicking around my head for years. Notably, whenever Liverpool are doing something not so great and I’m angrily cursing myself out for being awake at an ungodly hour to watch this team do that not so great something.
I think, though, that the past two seasons in particular have helped in that there haven’t been many moments where I find myself asking that version of the question. Now, it’s mostly why am I...
