Bring a sports fan confuses me. Today, Lewis Hamilton won a race for the first time in 945 days. I was happy about it, felt victorious, even. Why?
I’ve always been tangentially interested in car racing, but it’s only been a few years since I’ve actually invested myself in following F1. I’m really into it.
What I really don’t understand is how following one team, one driver, makes me feel defeated or victorious based on his performance. His life and mine aren’t connected in any way, his wins change nothing in my life. Yet, still, somehow I’m touched by it.
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