Comments - Mollywhopping - by Sean Kelly
A gorgeous, painful meditation on finding meaning and community, particularly in early adolescence, and where professional sports play a role in all of that.
I remember rooting for the Chicago Bulls throughout late elementary and early high school. Pittsburgh doesn't have a basketball team, and when I saw the way Derrick Rose played at Memphis, I told myself I would root for wherever he ended up. Flash forward to now and I'm half and half, Penguins & Steelers, Sixers and Phillies (sometimes Pirates). A mix of my upbringing as well as a sign of my own independence, and perhaps a third contributor: a sign of my need for community in my own early adolescence, in abandoning the Bulls for Philadelphia's basketball team to have a mutual connection with my peers.
Really enjoyed this piece. Sports are so much bigger than the games that are played, they are parts of our own story that we can hold on to, celebrate, or leave altogether.
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