Good old American football. My mind
couldn’t help but think of this first as the prime manifestation of “otherization”
that I continually partake in. Every Sunday (sometimes more than even just once
a week) I find the best TV, with equally boisterous and opinionated friends and
being the hour and a half berating session of anyone NOT going for my team. This
berating can be minor…in the event that I feel a bit conflicted over which team
to root for. Or this can be an all out verbal assault complete with
obscenities, name-calling and plenty of curse words. 
I’m not
sure what age this became protocol because I was born into a football fanatic
family. Since I can remember there have been football parties decked out with
buffets of delicious finger foods. How can you resist this awesome fanatic
otherizing that guarantees endless parties, cheese trays, buffalo wings and
once you’re 21 or sneaky, BEER?!Humans have competition rooted in their cores. Their desire to conquer obstacles and prevail in first place is at the center of this kind of sports driven otherization. Sometimes traditions and old habits die-hard…or rather die NEVER. Even instances such as last year’s LSU/Alabama fan tea bagging scandal don’t do much to quell the perpetual and sometimes vulgar rivalry. One thing is for sure, Americans love their football. New Orleans Saints fans remain loyal to their “Who Dat” Nation no matter who next Sunday’s “other” will be. ROLL TIDE.
