During the last two months of the season, my husband (a long-suffering Cleveland sports fan) wouldn’t watch Tribe games with me because, well, they were almost guaranteed to lose. Apparently he reached his breaking point sometime during the 11-game losing streak (or maybe the 9-game losing streak. I’m not even sure anymore). Regardless, he wouldn’t watch them and would frequently give me a hard time about my insistence on watching so many losing games.
This afternoon, before he went off to watch the Cleveland Browns play the Cincinnati Bengals, I asked him why he wanted to watch a football team that was 0-5 and was also on an 11-game losing streak (stretching back to last season) when he wouldn’t watch the Indians with me. His reply was that the Browns only play 16 times a year. “They only lose once a week–not five times a week, dear. So I’m 80% less pathetic than you are.”
The problem with this logic is that 16 vs. 162 games per season makes a single baseball game about 10% as meaningful as a single football game. Such concentrated meaning means that my husband is actually 10 times more pathetic than I. (And yes, I know the Brown finally won a game today. Perhaps both Cleveland sports fans and teams reach their breaking point after 11-game losing streaks.)