Phans of Philadelphia teams are awful people--they booed and threw snowballs at Santa Claus or more recently 49ers fans. New York fans are obnoxious and terrible, terrible people that the world would be better without; these are true indisputable facts. Boston fans are loud, smug, possibly rude/inconsiderate, and feel that the world of sports should bend over backward to accommodate their team; these are not bad things.
But Bostonians in particular and the New Englandese in general have a long history of (mostly) being head-over-heels for their teams--baseball, in particular. Boston has that whole tradition thing going for it and the Red Sox run deep. Unless you're a particularly weak, heartless, and pathetic soul (Read: My cousin-in-law) you root for the Sox. That's just what you do. Perhaps it's just my cold New England disposition but I think that there's something wonderful about following in the tradition of the Royal Rooters. Good fans. Loyal fans. Fans who trekked down to Pittsburgh for the 1903 World Series with the intent of freaking out the Pirates players to help their team to a win.
Was there enough hubris in there?
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