These days I rarely break cultural norms -- well, that´s my story and I´m sticking to it -- but your post put me in mind of a proud moment of childhood boosterism. I wasn´t an athletic kid and knew the humiliation of being picked last for a sports team. So when I was randomly asigned as captain for a physical education baseball game, I turned the tables by purposefully picking the "worst" players first. We were a team of misfits. I don´t think we won that game but we put in a surprisingly good showing and it was one of the shining moments of my youth.
Heh. I mean, that sounds more like genuine boosterism because your actions had consequences, putting you at risk of losing the game, rather than the superficial kind. Kudos to you, I say. (Another personal confession: I was small for my age, and not much of an athlete, so I was routinely picked last or close to it. I remember a conversation with my mom around that time and she simply held out a dime and a penny and asked me which was smaller and which was more valuable. Valuable life lesson, mom. Thanks.)
These days I rarely break cultural norms -- well, that´s my story and I´m sticking to it -- but your post put me in mind of a proud moment of childhood boosterism. I wasn´t an athletic kid and knew the humiliation of being picked last for a sports team. So when I was randomly asigned as captain for a physical education baseball game, I turned the tables by purposefully picking the "worst" players first. We were a team of misfits. I don´t think we won that game but we put in a surprisingly good showing and it was one of the shining moments of my youth.
Heh. I mean, that sounds more like genuine boosterism because your actions had consequences, putting you at risk of losing the game, rather than the superficial kind. Kudos to you, I say. (Another personal confession: I was small for my age, and not much of an athlete, so I was routinely picked last or close to it. I remember a conversation with my mom around that time and she simply held out a dime and a penny and asked me which was smaller and which was more valuable. Valuable life lesson, mom. Thanks.)