Step into the confessional, everyone. It's time to exorcise some demons.
Today we'll be discussing our guilty pleasures—the stuff we're not too proud of but can't help enjoying.
Ever sing Whitney Houston when you're alone in the house? Do you like to gawk when you drive past fender benders in the rain? These are both guilty pleasures, and they're not the first idiosyncrasies you admit to when meeting new people.
The following are a number of guilty pleasures enjoyed by sports fan, and in order for this to work, we all have to be as honest as possible.
Decorum and sportsmanship state we must not find pleasure in these things, but if we choose to deny our darker and weirder impulses, we deny ourselves. Let's deny no more. Let's put it on the table.