I root for the underdog

Like a lot of people, I like to see the smaller and weaker opponent defeat the bigger and powerful one. The desire to see the underdog win might be human nature. I mean this goes back in history all the way to David vs. Goliath. Seems like there were people that always cheered for the underdog. Its just more exciting, isn’t it? To see the weak triumph over the strong. To see a not so great team defeat a great team to win some trophy, that’s something to see. I’m not much of a sports fan myself, although I do enjoy watching the world cup and the Olympics. A lot of people always cheer for the Brazilian soccer team, because they are the greatest, they are the best of the best and people expect that. I could never cheer for them, no matter how much I wanted to, knowing they are the greatest at this sport. Always, I wanted them to lose, always I cheered for the underdog. I was thrilled whenever they would lose, especially to a country that is much weaker then they are. Then when it comes to Olympic basketball, its hard because I have to root for the US team, even though we are so much better at basketball then everyone else. I have to root for US because somewhere in my closet there is a piece of paper that says I’m American, and for all I know if I don’t cheer for US, they might take that piece of paper away and give me the boot. So I root for US, even though deep down I want the underdog to beat us. I guess in a way, the reason I always root for the underdog is because in a way I am an underdog myself because I never really had that many victories, I could probably count them on my fingers. I root for the underdog and I am happy to see the underdog win because I know what’s like to be the underdog. And so, I root for the underdog.