Just after I started my NFL team fan club in 2010, I secured a spot for our group at a local bar and arrived early on the day of the season opener. As a native New Englander who’d relocated to Cincinnati, I was rocking my Patriots jersey when I opened the door to the massive sports bar.
It’s possible my mind may have since over-dramatized the memory of that moment, but I’m pretty sure a record scratched, the bar went dead silent, and every head turned to stare at me. I was a silver-and-blue dot in a sea of hundreds festooned in orange and black. Further, the Cincinnati Bengals’ opener that year was us, the New England Patriots.



