I was born in Indianapolis and grew up in central Indiana until I was 8 years old. During this time I became an Indiana Pacers fan and Indianapolis Colts fan. Both of my parents were originally from upstate New York, my entire extended family lives in upstate New York and both sets of grandparents grew up in New York, New York. This aligned my allegiance with the New York Yankees in baseball, Buffalo Sabres in Hockey and for the longest time the Buffalo Bills in football. When I was 9 years old we moved to upstate New York so my love for New York sports grew for 4 years...until my family moved me back to Indianapolis.
I maintained my love for the Indiana Pacers throughout my entire childhood and my fandom has only grown as I have gotten older. My love for the Bills eventually transitioned from Jim Kelley to Peyton Manning and the Indianapolis Colts. I will also hold a special place in my heart for Kelley, Thomas and Moulds but I am a die hard Colts fan now and when the two go head to head I will be cheering for the Colts. My love for hockey has faded over the years as hockey is not a huge sport in the mid west but I do enjoy watching and cheering for the Indiana Ice - but honestly never watch professional hockey anymore unless I randomly find a game on NBC Sports. Which brings us back to the beginning and my love for baseball - and my battle within.
On the other hand I have watched Russell Martin, Gaby Sanchez, Jordy Mercer, Pedro Alvarez, Andrew McCutchen and Starling Marte - all on the Pirates 40 man roster come through the minor leagues over the past 3 to 5 seasons. The Pirates have built not bought their team - just like the Indiana Pacers and Indianapolis Colts have both done over their history. As I have grown as a fan and as a person I have come to respect the teams that have to work within budgets, manage appropriately and build a team from the ground up because they can't afford to go and pay for big names. In basketball I could never cheer for a Miami Heat or L.A. Laker team that buys big names - which makes it difficult to cheer for a team like the Yankees who is put together like an all-star movie, with big money flying everywhere but the director is a 5 year old boy who doesn't know the meaning of money or how to write a good script (no offense to any 5 year old readers). I think Dr. Malcolm from Jurrasic Park puts it best.
A very passionate Marris Minute
P.S. - Please let me know your thoughts...this is a hot topic for me right now and I would like to hear what you have to say!