Love the One You're With

My husband has accused me of being a fair weather fan. I will adamantly defend myself against such accusations. I am not a “fair weather” fan. I am a “love the one you’re with” kind of fan. Growing up in Upstate New York, with the exception of Syracuse University basketball, I never really got on board with NY teams. The Jets were made for New Jersey-ans. The Bills were a joke. And the Giants got good after I left the state.

Pittsburgh Pirates vs. San Francisco Giants: June 11, 2013

When I moved to Philly for college, I was an Eagles fan to the core. If for no other reason than I had a serious crush on Desean Jackson. After I moved to Ohio, I realized that my friends and future family would probably disown me if I said a bad thing about the Bengals, so I uttered a silent “Who Dey” whenever the game blared in Chuck’s parents’ home.

Yesterday, Chuck and I attended our first Pirates game when the Cincinnati Reds weren’t the opponent. Granted, it was because I got a Groupon deal for the tickets. But in our continued campaign to make Pittsburgh home, I’m telling the world- until further notice, I am a Pittsburgh Pirates fan! :)

Clearly, the guy behind us was loving our PDA...and my cheese-tastic grin.