Keep Your Friends Close and Your Enemies Closer

It seems I always surround myself with the wrong kind of crowd.  In college, my best friend was a Yankee fan; my roommate, a Giants fan.  Once out of school, I moved to DC, but always watched games with a Jets/Rangers fan.  I even married a Capitals/Redskins fan! I think it's an inherited trait—seek out the antagonists and keep them close.  It's always been a friendly rivalry, although my wife and I got into it pretty good during Game Seven of the Flyers/Capitals game! But it also may be a learned behavior.  For eight years I lived in Redskins territory.  Some of my fondest memories of Washington was sitting in the upper deck of FedEx field with my brother, sporting the Eagles jerseys and belting out "Fly Eagles Fly" at the top of our lungs every time the Birds scored.  Yes, there were plenty in green there.  But there were more sporting the burgundy and gold.  And they usually didn't appreciate our serenade. So as Dallas Week descends ... (link)