I have to admit this: left to my natural state, I'm a chicken fan. I've considered not attending games because I was afraid we'd lose, and I wasn't sure my heart could take it, having to be there, sitting through the whole debacle without a coloring book to ease your nerves when things get to intense, having to bear the burden of the other team's victory. It's just too much.
But I want to be supportive and never back down from a challenge. So when I get those doubting feelings, I recite Shakespeare's St. Crispan's Day speech from Henry V. That always pumps me up.
I've never been at our equivalent of Agincourt, never experienced being at a bona fide upset, though I have attended some amazing games. But on the flip side, there's something to be said for surviving our worst home loss in history (Florida 2008).
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