On Monday, I posted an article regarding my thoughts on how utterly stupid the whole “#FightForLA” stance is for the Los Angeles Chargers.
I shared the article per my normal posting guidelines — all over social media.
One of my favorite writers on any site ever — who is now a FORMER writer of mine due to the team’s relocation to Los Angeles — read the article and then posted the following response.
Before you read it, I told him how much I felt his emotions along with him as I read his comment. It is raw, real and unedited, and he even apologized at the end for his post being, “so long.”
He had NO reason to apologize, which I also pointed out.
You may be able to sense what I’m getting at when you continue to read.
I was re-considering my decision during the draft on whether or not to be a Chargers fan. I have checked up on them and saw they had a great draft. I started reading about their picks, I unblocked them on Twitter and started looking through their old tweets that I have missed because they were blocked.
As I was reading, I was starting to get excited again. I was getting excited for the season, getting excited to watch my favorite team play football again. Then as I was reading some articles and tweets a little hashtag caught my eye. That hashtag happened to be #FightForLA. Seeing that made my heart drop again. As if looking at your newly broken up relationship and seeing her engaged two months after a 24 year relationship. I simply can’t root for a team that is all about LA and has no intention on remembering their true home, San Diego.
Now, I wish you guys all the best. I will probably just end up being a fan of players, fantasy players, the game, etc. as I recuperate from my city no longer being an NFL one. It sucks, but hopefully one day we will get our team back. Hopefully one day the league realizes what a mistake it was leaving a loyal city whether it looked like it or not. Hopefully one day I can look at the Chargers and think to myself “I wish they would win a Super Bowl” because right now, it still hurts and it’s nothing but bad wishes and resentfulness.
This young man’s name is Zakariah Darman — it’s Zak, by the way, but whatever — playfully known as ZDizzle around these here parts.
His highly placed love for the Chargers was only trumped by his love for his city; the finest city in all of America, San Diego.
You almost sucked him back in, Chargers… but you found a way to fuck it up with your ignorant “#FightForLA” bullshit.
EDITOR’S NOTE: A big shoutout to Zak for allowing me to use this on the website that he used to bless with his knowledge, charisma and incredibly good looks. You are still missed, Sir.