Who am I rooting for most at the World Cup? A wise and gentle Italian referee | Adrian Chiles
From supporting friends’ sons in school to backing the underdogs at Wimbledon, I’ve always found someone to cheer on. But this time I’ve surprised myself
From supporting friends’ sons in school to backing the underdogs at Wimbledon, I’ve always found someone to cheer on. But this time I’ve surprised myself I’ve found another way of ruining sport for myself. I thought I’d explored every means of turning the stress dial up to 11, but now I’ve chanced on a new method.
I must need the anxiety to feel alive. I go back a long way with this kind of thing. I’ve never been able to watch a sporting contest without picking a team or a person to root for.
It started when I was about five. I idolised my grandad and because he wanted West Brom to win, I wanted it too. This kind of thing is habit-forming, and perhaps not entirely healthy. I thought I’d grow out of it, but it’s getting worse.
And it has gone far beyond my own football team. Continue reading...
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