I used to think, “it’s just a game”, but it’s not! We choose to be part of this tribe, whether through indoctrination as a child, being a graduate, by proximity, whatever; but it’s our tribe. We go to war every Saturday, to destroy the other team, and dominate other tribes. There is no leaving. We can’t just swim to another island and join another tribe, it’s impossible. We cut our hands and took the blood oath. Even when I don’t watch the game, I scramble to ESPN.com to check the score. I’m still torn apart when we lose, even though my rational brain says, “it’s just a game.” My primordial brain however, wants to win; wants my tribe to kill, dominate, destroy. Unfortunately, I cannot root for another team, I am stuck here, mind, body, soul.