Tried typing this last night in the middle of Burn Notice, got sidetracked. First of all, I’m weird. Second of all, until 1996, I had no major league hometown teams to follow, at all. Combine the two, you get the following mess:
NFL
Raiders 1975-present (more or less)
Browns 1972-1974 (at which point we moved…)
Jaguars 1996-present (to the hometown of this future team)-rooting for Raiders tho in their December game
College FB
Florida Gators 1976-present (alumni too)
MLB
Cincinnati Reds 1976-c. 1982
Red Sox 1978-present
Brief flirtation w/ Milwaukee Brewers 1982-83
Cubs 1984-present, intermittently
NBA
76ers, 1977-to-sometime in the middle of the Allan Iverson era, at which point I ceased to care about the NBA, at all
NHL
Edmonton Oilers 1983-1991
NY Rangers 1994-1999
Detroit Red Wings 1997-present
Basically, what the above shows is that it is hard to follow a team & continue to care about them when you can’t see any of their games. In the pre-cable & then pre-internet days, if a team got bad, the networks hardly showed them at all. I’ve also tended to become enchanted by individual players, which sometimes includes organizational styles. Once those players are traded, and the styles disappear with them, I often would (note past tense) switch to the team they went to, or a completely new team.
Hence in hockey, I was absolutely captivated by the Edmonton Oilers’ talent, style, and overall modus operandi; they were so far ahead of the league that it wasn’t funny. But once owner Peter Pocklington sold all of their stars, I was in limbo for a few years until Mess began his quest to deliver the Rangers to the promised land, at which point I naturally followed him. When they exiled him away to Vancouver tho, I was in a bind because Gretzky was still on the team. At this point I started to notice Detroit’s Russian Five line; combine that with the auto accident that forced Vladimir Konstantinov to retire, and I damned sure was going to root for a repeat.
Baseball was similar; once WGN was regularly beamed into my house, I was able to follow one team without the chance of not seeing any of their games. But sometime in the mid-90’s I got deeply disenchanted with their hopeless front office, Ryno retired, and the Nomar/Pedro Sox became my #1. In 2003, Boston’s loss in the ALCS hurt about 5x as much as the Cubs’ simultaneous swoon (damn I was so effin’ looking forward to that World Series-never caught a single second of the one we had in this timeline).
In any event, my loyalties are probably as solidified as they’ll ever get now; the Red Wings still have the same organizational ethos they’ve had for 15 years, the Raiders are on the rebound, which has my <ahem> juices flowing, Red Sox fan to the end for sure, hate the NBA, Gator alumni. If you called me a fair-weather fan, I probably wouldn’t argue against it.