He loved his team: posters on his bedroom walls which, in turn, were painted according to the exact color of the team's colors--- the first wall the darker of the two colors, the second the lighter, third like the first and fourth as the second.
He was a season ticket holder since an early age, who thought nothing of skipping school if it conflicted with game day. As he grew older and found a job, before the season began he would plan his requests for days off around the team's home games, saving his vacations for the ever-hoped-for playoffs. He knew stats going back to before the team's expansion, could tell anyone who asked who started, who played, who excelled and who should have been traded when they had a chance... and why.
He had a group of friends who would start and end every season's home game by lining up in order, chests bared and torsos painted (like his walls) in the team's color scheme, spelling out the mascot--- screaming their support until their voices became hoarse and bloodied. He supported them by purchasing the memorabilia--- trinkets, really--- justifying his expense by thinking he was underwriting their efforts. He thought nothing of throwing down to protect the honor of this team: you didn't have to like them as fervently as did he, but you didn't want to denigrate them in his presence, no matter how obvious their failures.
Between games or in the off-season, he spent his free time hanging out with like-minded fans, not so much to drink as to revel in the camaraderie, examining and considering all aspects of the team's results and prospects. Until...
Something changed for him. At first, it was a general weariness over covering the same, old ground. It later developed into nonchalance toward the team and degraded from there. He found himself disassociating himself from his fellow fans for the slimmest of reasons, often making one up when he didn't have a real excuse. He painted over his walls, threw away all of the trinkets (told himself donating them would only allow someone else to become beguiled) and stopped even watching the sport altogether.
Eventually, he found himself drawn back to those places frequented by his former friends. Unperturbed with the knowledge that only fans of his former team frequented the place, he entrenched himself with one single mindset: they will change their mind about their team, so help me God.
Originally posted by FreakyKBHI was never a fan and never had any close friends who were.
He loved his team: posters on his bedroom walls which, in turn, were painted according to the exact color of the team's colors--- the first wall the darker of the two colors, the second the lighter, third like the first and fourth as the second.
He was a season ticket holder since an early age, who thought nothing of skipping school if it conflicted wit ...[text shortened]... with one single mindset: they will change their mind about their team, so help me God.
He's saying those who leave Christianity are naturally obsessed by it and often turn to trying to destroy it in a "sour grapes" sort of way. Because, of course, Christianity is correct, and therefore people who deny it will be obsessed with it anyway.
Or, more interestingly, it highlights the cultural aspect of Christianity, and how many Christians aren't really Christian at all, but rather posers who wants to be part of the club for social reasons.
Originally posted by AThousandYoungYou gotta admit it's a smite curious: you don't see this forum overwhelmingly frequented by ex-Buddhists (for example) grinding axes against, well, whatever an ex-Buddhist would be pissed off about!
He's saying those who leave Christianity are naturally obsessed by it and often turn to trying to destroy it in a "sour grapes" sort of way. Because, of course, Christianity is correct, and therefore people who deny it will be obsessed with it anyway.
Or, more interestingly, it highlights the cultural aspect of Christianity, and how many Christian ...[text shortened]... lly Christian at all, but rather posers who wants to be part of the club for social reasons.
Originally posted by FreakyKBHBad example, to have become a bhuddist in the first place would have taken a certain kind of person, and hence........ aww heck! I bet u know what I'm going to say anyway.
You gotta admit it's a smite curious: you don't see this forum overwhelmingly frequented by ex-Buddhists (for example) grinding axes against, well, whatever an ex-Buddhist would be pissed off about!
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