Let me begin by saying that I was born in Boston and lived there, excepting for 4 years of college, until 2000. I grew up in an intellectual home that also included my grandmother. I did not get my love of sports from my parents so much as my grandmother - she loved all things Boston sports related and could rattle off the stats for virtually any player that ever played for a Boston sports team. But, hockey was by far her favorite. I also grew up in a home without a television, until I purchased our first set by saving up babysitting money when I was 13. This meant that all of my sports, excepting for all of the Red Sox games that I attended, involved me sitting by her wheelchair and listening to the radio. I have very fond memories of many Sunday afternoons listening to John Carlson call the Patriots on WEEI.
Before you boo me off the stage, let me tell you my story to becoming a Bandwagoner. It began when I met my husband in 2006. He is a HUGE, and I mean HUGE, Seahawks fan. We began dating in the preseason, which many of you remember was less than six months after the Detroit debacle, and I am referring to the referees. One of our very first dates was to go to a pizzeria/bar and watch a preseason game. We both respected the love and passion of the other for our football teams and he did support me in my rooting for the Patriots in our subsequent Superb Owl appearances and losses to the NY Giants. If the Seahawks weren't playing my Patriots I would root for them as a homer. But, I never truly became passionate until recently.
There is a negative connotation that is always associated with being a Bandwagon Fan. You hear it all the time in a derogatory fashion. I am here to say that I believe a truly great team with a superbly passionate fanbase should be creating Bandwagon Fans and to become one is special. I did not still live in Boston by the time the Patriots began winning the Super Bowl, or really any other Boston sports team, all of those occurred after my great migration. So, I cannot speak with direct experience of the atmosphere in and around the city prior to the big games. However, there was never the buzz or excitement in 1986 or 1997 as there is in Seattle.
I have never been more proud or excited by an NFL team as I am right now with the Seahawks. My husband and I screamed our heads off in SeaTac to send the team off to NY. I have been recording and watching all of the Super Bowl coverage that is out there. It's all I do right now (even sleeping less because of it). My husband asks me "Don't you have one of your shows to watch?" and my response "They'll be talking about how our secondary can cover the Broncos' receivers in just a couple of minutes." When I said "our" my husband looked at me quizzically - "What about your Patriots?" he asked. My answer "WHO?" I honestly don't know what will happen in the next few months. But I can guarantee that I am less of a Patriot and much more a Seahawk. This, in my humble opinion, is a sign of a truly great fanbase - bring on the Bandwagoners as we scream our heads off for our boys to win the Lombardi this Sunday.