The amount of time and emotion I can invest in anything is spread pretty thin in my late 40’s. So the only remaining fandom I have left is Longhorn football. Even in our era of suckage, I still go to most every home game, watch them on TV, and get my heart repeatedly broken by them.
When I was in high school I LOVED the Chicago Bulls. There was a three-year period (1989-1992) growing up on the east coast, right as the Bulls were entering their run of 6 titles, when for some reason we got WGN, the local Chicago station. Long before the era of numerous sports channels broadcasting games on a nightly basis, that station showed almost every Bulls home and away game that otherwise wasn’t on one of the major networks during the weekend, and I watched just about every damn one of them. And I had a panoramic poster of Michael Jordan in the air dunking from the free throw line in my bedroom. But clearly my allegiance was to Jordan, because after he left, I felt no other real connection to the team, so I stopped following them as much. Now, I’m at best a casual NBA fan.