Being a fan is difficult sometimes. Not in any physical sense of the word, unless you’re a Bills fan who dives from great heights through a table simply because you can, it’s almost entirely psychological. You spend a lot of time in pain watching something you care about and support not do well and feel absolutely powerless in being able to prevent it from happening.
Perfect example: Right now I am watching the Astros get completely screwed by the umpires in the ALDS and my soul breaks that I can’t kidnap Tom Hallion, drop him into a pit of lye and watch him dissolve and send his remains in a bucket to MLB headquarters as a polite, but firm, gesture that they should improve their ability to call baseball games.