first World Series i ever watched was Orioles-Reds in 1970, Reds lost in seven and again i felt so sad for the losing team i became their fan.
Not that anyone should care, but had I grown up in Texas, I possibly would have been a Reds fan, but not a Cowboys fan.
I saw that same WS, and wrote to Bowie Kuhn to voice my displeasure that Brooks Robinson's throw to Boog Powell (great names in that era, right?) had been judged by just a terrible terrible ump to have arrived on time in some game. (My mom still has a copy of the letter, and what was sent back in return... signed, supposedly, by the Commissioner himself... hehe.)
But it seems sometime just after that, adolescent resistance to anything my family valued arrived about 6 years early, and I determined I couldn't support the same teams that practically everyone in my family and extended family did... hence the decision to resort to picking out a football card to consider my favorite player and team... since I sure as heck couldn't settle for the lowly Cincinnati Bengals who couldn't even put a decent logo on their helmet.
Then again, I was such a visual child... maybe the star would have captured my fancy regardless of how many Cowboys fans would have been in my family had we been Texans instead of West Virginians.
