I've been a Redskin fan since 1968, through twenty years of living in Boston and New York, and yet now, today, I am casting it aside.
I have been a hard-core fan. My fantasy team is called the Artmonks. I have a signed photo of Joe Theisman hanging in my office. Here is my favorite memory: in 2003 in Iraq, I spent some time in the army's main hospital in Baghdad as a journalist. A very busy, deeply sad place. Somehow, word got among the doctors, who were mainly based in the greater DC area, that I was a Redskin fanatic, and one by one they sought me out, just to sit for a few minutes and commisserate over the sad state of our skins. That was a fun release there and then. I expounded my theory: Dan Snyder would be our Steinbrenner -- passionate, a little nuts partly because of his passion, smart, young. e'd make a lot of mistakes early, I argued, then learn the business and win three or four championships down the road. And then, a few months later, up from Charlotte flew our great Coach, and I felt Danny was really on the road.
Today, my son is four, just learning about football, and I .... have.... made.... the decision to bail on the skins. I had to say this in some public forum to make it real. Snyder is just an egomaniac. No respect for the tradition. Terrible judgement. If he were learning, Cerrato would be gone. Also, it just so happens I've settled in New York and my son's name is Eli. So that's destiny.
So here I go: GO BIG BLUE.