The fandom of this sport entails weird psychology.
I've mentioned here multiple times that it feels like I'll probably stop watching at some point, having to do NIL/xfer portal, but also other stuff I won't go into here. And when I say that, I actually mean it, or think I do.
Losses don't crush me, neither do bad seasons, and wins don't excite me. Not much, anyway. Definitely nothing like they used to.
And--not to toot my own horn....well, okay, probably, yes, horn-tooting in full swing--I've always had such a great, non-homer sense of my own team that very little ever surprises me. Meaning, the games and the season go like I thought they would, far more than the surprises the reality of the games throw at me.
As such, the Alabama game, for example, went exactly like I thought it would.
So, to recap: I pretty well knew what was going to happen, I don't care about the team winning, and I don't care about the team losing....much.
And yet, I watched anyway. I found myself thinking Saturday night that I was just going through the motions, which I have been for quite a while now, so why was I bothering? It seems that no matter my level of excitement or enjoyment, there is some interest--which is different--to see how things actually go, regardless of my feelings about it, or lack thereof. I also found myself thinking that if I haven't stopped watching by now, maybe I never actually will, and it's just something I tell myself and others, believing it, while not realizing that it's probably not true.
Time will tell.
