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So, tennis is my favourite sport. When I say favourite sport, I mean I've been having a torrid, one-sided love affair with it for the majority of my life. And like all overwhelming love affairs, when the going is good it leaves you giddy and giggly and ridiculously happy.

When the going doesn't go so well- when my favourite player has a gut-wrenching loss, for example- it's not pretty. It hurts for weeks on end, I am despondent, and have even been known to cry (Hi WImbledon 2007, Hi!); and when it's been an especially awful season (hello 2009!) I've been known to mope and refuse to do anything but eat ice cream and lie in bed; refusing to move.

Adulthood, unfortunately, requires that I go to work and be productive whether or not it feels as though my heart was run over by a Hummer. I've had to come up with coping techniques: ice cream, chocolate, watching the glory matches, reading post-match interviews, and looking to any tiny bit of positivity I can find. I've also found that going to the gym and kicking the crap out of a bag also helps. Basically, I do the sports equivalent of obsessing/light-stalking.

I can't possibly be the only person with an overly emotional relationship with sports.What was the worst loss you ever had to face? What do you do when your favourite sportsperson/ team/ sport breaks your heart? How do you cope?

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I am from Phoenix, Arizona, which means I am no stranger to sports-related heartbreak. I could go on and on about our "professional" football team, our college football team, our Wayne-Gretzky-lead-hockey team that never won a championship, or the baseball team that went from nothing to the World Series champs and back to the bottom of the barrel in less than 10 years.

 

But, for me, the heartbreak comes from the Suns.

 

Oh, the Phoenix Suns. The winningest NBA team to not have a championship? Check. The winningest team to not make the playoffs? Check. The quickest drop EVER from the best record in the NBA to the worst? Check. Ridiculously unfair calls/suspensions/etc to lose key playoff games? Check, Check, Check.

 

They break my heart every year. It hurts. It hurts so bad.

 

Oh... to answer your question: I don't cope. Let me know when you figure that out.

I hate it when you KNOW the teams are so much better than that, and they're so close... but everything just conspires against them. I especially hate the fucking terrible calls/ straight up cheating from the other side that's never noticed... 

 

I'll stop ranting.

 

I don't think I'm going to figure out coping mechanisms any time soon. 

 

I took the day off work so I could watch the final. I cried all morning, slept a bit, skipped the gym (!), ate pizza and crisps for lunch AND dinner (!!!!) because I couldn't be arsed to cook, and basically look like a beached whale that's been crying. 

 

I have to be at work tomorrow. Sadz. 

"I hate it when you KNOW the teams are so much better than that, and they're so close... but everything just conspires against them. I especially hate the fucking terrible calls/ straight up cheating from the other side that's never noticed... "

 

This pretty much sums up the Suns in the 2003-2007 years. I still get a little angry-light-headed when I think about it.

 

But then I remember this:

and I feel a little better.

I'm a Chicago Cubs fan, so my emotional relationship with a sports team is much like a girl who's just broken up with her boyfriend -- toss out the old bucket of ice cream in the morning and open another one. Just keep going back for more.
Ice cream is a good, good thing.

Oh, being a Cubs fan. It hurts.

 

But at least I have an open social calendar in September ...

thisthisthis.

 

2003 was the first year that I got really into baseball so that season will have a place in my memory pretty much forever.

 

This season, like so many as a Cubs fan, has been nothing short of an embarrassment.  I have only casually been following because it has been nothing short of ridiculous and, yeah, it just calls for lots and lots of ice cream.

I'm a Florida Marlins fan.

 

Sigh.

 

Miami is NOT a baseball city. We have the Heat and the Dolphins (which are cases of their own, but I'm a baseball girl) and the Marlins are the ugly stepchild. The first game I ever watched was game 6 of the NLCS against the Chicago Cubs, aka the Steve Bartman game. The Marlins won and then won the next game and went on to win the World Series against the Yankees that year. Baseball heaven.

 

Then we sold all of our players because we're poor and cheap. And that's what we do. We scout amazing talent, let them play with us for a little while, and then sell them to other teams while we struggle with poor attendance and crappy leadership. We started this season so well. And... and...

 

I'm sorry. I just have something in my eye.

I grew up being a fan of the Houston/Tennesse Oilers/Titans & San Antonio Spurs.  The Titans killed me during the 1999 Superbowl against St. Louis when they lost by a yard, but the Spurs made up for it by winning their first championship that same year.  But I really stopped caring about the Titans once they got rid of Steve McNair as I realized he was the main reason I liked them to begin with.  Still love the Spurs, though.

 

Between the NFLers and NBA players, players from both leagues carry themselves as if they walk on water.  Only boxers and MMA fighters are down to earth, good people--which makes me a bigger fan of boxing/mma vs team sports. I also hate how the NFL markets itself as an "escape" from the average joe's miserable existence.  Give me a fuckin break...

 

I have an extreme emotional attachment to my Michigan Wolverine football team.  I went to college there but grew up with about zero interest in football (I actually just wrote a post about that, here).  We are the winningest college football program of all time so any loss is tough and we’ve had a bunch in the past 4 years.

 

The worst was the first football game of my senior year, it is called the biggest upset ever in college football and I had front row seats to see the horror that was michigan vs app state.  I cried, as did many people around me, it was terrible.  Since then we’ve had so many tough losses and every time I feel like a small part of me has died.  Usually after these tough losses I try and find someone who lost worse that day so I know there are other fan bases out there suffering like me, then drink, and eat food that is terrible for me.

 

On the flip side a big win can have me riding high for days...even weeks! For example last weekend when my team came from behind (twice!!) to beat Notre Dame.  Those were tears of joy and it stills gives me the chills to think about it!  It'd be nice if these postives could get us through all the negatives, but it never seems to work out that way...

Seattle Seahawks...Super Bowl 40...referees playing for the Steelers.

 

That's all.

I didn't even like the Seahawks and still think that game was an embarassment. I'm not one to say a the NFL is rigged but it does seem that every questionable play tends to favour either the Steelers or the Pats overwhelmingly.

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