Atlanta sports fans: We certainly get it worst
That has it worse, Braves or Cubs fans? I posed this to my Chicago-born husband today, six hrs after my beloved Bravos blew a late lead within the Dodgers to get rid of their sixth straight division series. Could it be more painful to limp home in the postseason every year, in order to (almost) not be worthwhile whatsoever?
You cannot compare the agony of some other October’s collapse using the numbness of some other summer’s mediocrity. Awful, both. But here’s why I believe Braves fans possess the edge. Cubs fans are recognized to be devoted, even storied within their suffering. They fill the seats of the legendary stadium inside a beautiful old neighborhood plus they discuss a billy goat.
Braves fans? Atlanta fans generally? We’re known as tepid. Terrible, even. We don’t become unattainable games. We do not have a awesome curse. Actually, nobody likes you our teams. You don’t need to stick an Atlanta player inside a sports drink commercial or across the country televised opening montage occasionally.
If there is a silver lining to last night’s season-ending Braves loss and season-damning Falcons loss (and Hawks exhibition loss, and Sunday’s Dream reduction in game among the WNBA Finals), it’s that perhaps Atlanta fans will receive a break. Maybe the next time the playoffs roll around along with a cluster of seats go unfilled within the nosebleeds, that jerk on MARTA won’t rag about how sucky our fans are.
This past year my spouse and i attended the infamous play-in game from the Cardinals, the main one where fans pelted the area with beer bottles along with other ballpark refuse for 10 mins. Some in media known as us classless. My hubby joked when an ump designed a call like this at Wrigley, people could be overturning cars.
However the garbage chucking wasn’t in regards to a bad call. That game had been lost. It had been about frustration. Because we all do care, and lots of us do appear, and perhaps we would like just a little respect for eating the crap sandwiches our teams keep feeding us. Ten glorious minutes to get rid of demons that, not even close to dying, ongoing to slink around and haunt us and lastly rained a torrent of hurt on the roofs yesterday.