If I ruled the world (imagine that), I would outlaw sports bigamy.
For the average fan, there is no justification for having more than one favorite team in a particular sport. To me, that's just being greedy. I am a big proponent of sports monogamy, and I hope that everyone reading this feels the same.
But over the past two years, it feels like my friends are trying to get me to have an NFL affair. I grew up in California and consider myself a die-hard 49ers fan, but I've lived in Florida since 2000.
I didn't pay the Jaguars a whole lot of attention until I moved to St. Augustine in 2007. I have been able to attend a handful of Jaguar games in the last two seasons and usually have a great time.
But when I go to Jacksonville Municipal Stadium, you won't find me clad in teal and black. I generally stick to two jerseys when I watch the Jaguars play in person: my throwback Montana jersey or my blue Tebow jersey.
While I might cheer and hoop and holler for the home team (after a few of those big bombers, of course), I must stand firm when it comes to sporting another team's garb. In my mind, that purchase would be the equivalent of cheating on my spouse.
I have to admit, though, that I've had to fight the temptation of jumping on Jacksonville's spacious bandwagon. Ever since my team got rid of Steve Mariucci, San Francisco has been a laughing stock in the league.
During that same span, Jacksonville has gone through some ups and downs, but at least they've had some good moments in the past five or six years. The Jaguars have gone to the playoffs in two of the last four seasons and won a playoff game against rival Pittsburgh back in 2007.
San Francisco, on the other hand, has been mired in a playoff drought since 2002, its last winning season. It has been a long, difficult road, especially when I have to go to a sports bar to watch my team play, knowing full well that we'll probably get our heads kicked in...again.
But whenever I start to get tempted by greener pastures, I remember that I am a Jacksonville sympathizer, not a fan. I like to see the Jaguars do well, but I'm not devastated or despondent when they lose, like I am when my 49ers come up short on a regular basis.
When I think about cheating on my first love, I remember the good times. The epic playoff games, the Super Bowl championships, the legendary names. In the end, loyalty is rewarded. All I can do is hope and pray that my patience and loyalty pay off in the end.