I remember...

watching the 2005 World Series live and wondering who I should root for. After all, the Astros had ANDYYYYYYY. But the White Sox had EL DUQUEEEEEE! (I'm pretty sure I was rooting for the White Sox in every game that Andy didn't start, because while they might have had Andy, they had stupid Roger Clemens too. And I was really happy the White Sox had beaten the stupid Angels. Plus, it meant I wouldn't have to hear Red Sox fans being all self-important about how amazing it was when they broke the curse and how magical it was and blah, blah, blah. Except they're still doing it today. FML.)