So Drew Brees used to play quarterback for the San Diego Chargers, and now he’s going to the Super Bowl. So I have to root for him?
Give me one good reason why.
Did I root for Dave Winfield in the World Series after he left the Padres to join the New York Yankees? Was I supposed to do cartwheels when San Diego’s own Cole Hamels led the Philadelphia Phillies to the World Championship?
We have a lot of problems as San Diego sports fans, and here’s another one: we feel like we have to get behind any athlete who’s either from here or played here whenever they have a chance to win a championship with someone else.
The key phrase there is “with someone else.” As in some other team in some other city. Personally, I’m getting a little tired of it.
Sure Brees is a super guy, and sure he comes back to San Diego in the off-season, and sure he’s still a solid part of our community (he has taken over Stan Humphries’ yearly celebrity golf tournament at Morgan Run). But he no longer plays for our team.
If he’s able to lead the New Orleans Saints to their first Super Bowl championship, good for him. But what good will it do any of us?
San Diego, the city of no championships (unless they’re 12-or-under), has trotted out dozens and dozens of great athletes for the rest of the sporting world to enjoy. Marcus Allen won a Continue Reading →
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