nick (@vossbrink) April 04, 2012
There was a blog post recently on the 5 stages of sporting—specifically Barcelona—success. It went off the internet surprisingly fast (EDIT: it’s posted again now) but the five stages are as follows:
I found it to be almost 100% correct. You start off as a fan hoping for the best but expecting the worst. So when things keep going well, you’re just waiting for the hammer to come down and crush your dreams. And it usually does.
If it doesn’t? On to stage two. Celebrate like crazy. Buy something.
Stage two is the best. You appreciate winning and everyone else is happy for you and indulges you in your happiness.
Then you keep winning and things get complicated. Stages three and four come sort of intermixed. Stage three involves you being so excited that you tell anyone who will listen about your team. Stage four involves other people who are tired of hearing all about your team trying to tear you down.
Stage five is for after you’ve decided you’re through with all that crap and are just going to enjoy the team as it is.
Back to stages three and four. Any of us lucky enough to support a dynasty has gone through both of those. And those two stages sort of feed on each other. Stage three implicitly involves converting casual fans to become bandwagon fans. Even though those fans end up annoying us later.
As a result we turn into sports hipsters in stage four. We defend our credentials as fans by saying that we’ve been around before success and liked the team before it was good. We also feel compelled to defend our team against everyone who goes beyond rooting against the frontrunner and starts making accusations of referee bias, etc.
For any of us non-locals though, the sad truth is that at the end of it all, as long as the team is winning, we’re stuck as either bandwagon gloryhunters or hipsters who remember the times before the current success.
I’m in stage five now and accept that I’m a hipster.