It has been more than a few weeks since I have had a win. "My" teams ( and why are they my teams??...as if I own them, have played for one of them or have any other connection with them other than being a lifelong fan) ...Notre Dame, NY Giants and the Red Sox have been losing a lot lately.

Don't feel sorry for me all of them have had great success during my lifetime.

My dad was a Notre Dame fan and I remember as a kid him stopping the car in the middle of a family trip on crisp, fall afternoon to get out and pound on the hood or kick the tire of our white, no frills, 64 Chevy Biscayne wagon because he didn't want us to hear the profanity spewing from him as listened on the radio to the Fighting Irish give up a touchdown late in a game that they were probably ahead by 40 points with two minutes to go. He was never happy even after a win but I did see a hint of a smile the day he and I watched the Irish finish a perfect season and win the National Championship.

I watched the Celtics win championships with my best friends. Friends who I played basketball with since I was10 years old and well into our 40's.

I watched from the couch with my wife and daughter as Manny and Papi would hit improbable game winning hits on the way to the Sox breaking their curse.

I watched the Giants first Super Bowl with friends most of home I still see regularly today. We were in a basement jumping on each other celebrating as the game ended. But when I got home on that frozen January Sunday I met my real Super Bowl MVP wife.  She stood at the door and told me about her day with a plumber and burst frozen pipes. She never called me to ruin my day with this household emergency but instead she some how got a plumber to do a house call on Super Sunday. It isn't the team and sport that make all of those winning days special . It is the people that you're with rooting for your team that make it so much fun.