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The Unexpected Virtue of Arbitrary Sports Allegiances

December 3rd, 2019 | 9 min read

By Kyle Keating

I live in a baseball town. I know this because in the fall of 2011, I found myself in a divey pizza joint with a bunch of other transplants from other parts of the country watching one of the most dramatic comebacks in World Series history, cheering for the team that I’d spent most of my life despising. Was I a traitor? A hero? Or something else entirely?

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