thefisch26
Player Valuation: £500k
Joined last night, but am just getting around to posting one of these. I'm a bio major at WashU in St. Louis, going into my sophomore year. My interests outsides of Everton include Phish, the Mets, US Soccer, and philosophy. The rest of this post is going to talk about how I became an Everton fan, because it's a pretty complicated and (IMO) unique story and it's a question that I'm asked every single time I meet a fellow EPL fan.
I'd like to say that I've always been a blue, but that's sadly not the case. I started off a Manure fan after my dad brought me home a Red Devils jersey from a business trip he took to London. From the day I got that jersey through my elementary and middle school years, I supported ManU. After Manure formed a partnership with the Yankees (a team I've hated since I was 9) so that MU programming would be shown on YES Network (the Yankees' television station), though, I started realizing that I was cheering for the evil empire of the football world. A few years later, after being drafted onto Liverpool in my high school's intramural league, I decided that the R.S. would be my new team of choice, as they seemed to be a bit less evil. In my defense, I barely follow the EPL when I considered myself a supporter of these teams. Occasionally I'd watch if there was nothing else on on a Saturday morning, but I found football spectating to be rather dull (outside of the USMNT, who I've always loved), despite having played the sport all my life.
Last summer, after the excitement watching the USMNT's success in the Confederations Cup, I decided that it was time for me to try and fully immerse myself in the EPL. As part of this mission, I chose to ditch the R.S. in favor of the blues. I made this choice for a number of reasons. Despite my limited knowledge of the Premiership at the time, I disliked the idea of "super-clubs" on principle. I've always rooted against dynasties in American sports -- sports are just kind of boring when you know who's going to win. Beyond this, I felt that since I'm American and therefore get to choose which team I support, cheering for a big four team was (in a way) cheating. Finally, as a Mets fan, I'm sympathetic towards "second" teams. Because of this, I'll always root for the White Sox over the Cubs, the Clippers over the Lakers, and the Jets over the Giants. It didn't feel right to support LFC.
So last year, my first year really following football, I rooted for Everton. At first my support was hollow -- I'd tell people that I was an Everton fan, but I didn't really feel much of a connection with the team. The more the team lost at the beginning of last season, though, the more I got hooked. Everton made me feel at home; I've been cheering for underachieving Mets teams all my life, so it was actually kind of comforting to feel that familiar frustration with a different team. What really won me over was when Everton managed to do something the Mets rarely can do -- they were able to turn their luck around. I started to see this when we came back against Tottenham and Timmy saved that penalty. This continued a few weeks later, when Fellaini earned us that late point at Sunderland the day after my birthday (I considered it a birthday gift from him). By the new year, I knew that I'd picked the right team. I'll be an Evertonian for the rest of my life!
Sorry for the novel, just got a bit carried away.
I'd like to say that I've always been a blue, but that's sadly not the case. I started off a Manure fan after my dad brought me home a Red Devils jersey from a business trip he took to London. From the day I got that jersey through my elementary and middle school years, I supported ManU. After Manure formed a partnership with the Yankees (a team I've hated since I was 9) so that MU programming would be shown on YES Network (the Yankees' television station), though, I started realizing that I was cheering for the evil empire of the football world. A few years later, after being drafted onto Liverpool in my high school's intramural league, I decided that the R.S. would be my new team of choice, as they seemed to be a bit less evil. In my defense, I barely follow the EPL when I considered myself a supporter of these teams. Occasionally I'd watch if there was nothing else on on a Saturday morning, but I found football spectating to be rather dull (outside of the USMNT, who I've always loved), despite having played the sport all my life.
Last summer, after the excitement watching the USMNT's success in the Confederations Cup, I decided that it was time for me to try and fully immerse myself in the EPL. As part of this mission, I chose to ditch the R.S. in favor of the blues. I made this choice for a number of reasons. Despite my limited knowledge of the Premiership at the time, I disliked the idea of "super-clubs" on principle. I've always rooted against dynasties in American sports -- sports are just kind of boring when you know who's going to win. Beyond this, I felt that since I'm American and therefore get to choose which team I support, cheering for a big four team was (in a way) cheating. Finally, as a Mets fan, I'm sympathetic towards "second" teams. Because of this, I'll always root for the White Sox over the Cubs, the Clippers over the Lakers, and the Jets over the Giants. It didn't feel right to support LFC.
So last year, my first year really following football, I rooted for Everton. At first my support was hollow -- I'd tell people that I was an Everton fan, but I didn't really feel much of a connection with the team. The more the team lost at the beginning of last season, though, the more I got hooked. Everton made me feel at home; I've been cheering for underachieving Mets teams all my life, so it was actually kind of comforting to feel that familiar frustration with a different team. What really won me over was when Everton managed to do something the Mets rarely can do -- they were able to turn their luck around. I started to see this when we came back against Tottenham and Timmy saved that penalty. This continued a few weeks later, when Fellaini earned us that late point at Sunderland the day after my birthday (I considered it a birthday gift from him). By the new year, I knew that I'd picked the right team. I'll be an Evertonian for the rest of my life!
Sorry for the novel, just got a bit carried away.
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