Well… I think I am. I know I was a huge fan at one point. Don’t believe me? I currently live in New Jersey surrounded by family and friends who are Giants and Jets fans that ridicule me all the time. When I was 12 years old, I remember crying at my grandfather’s house in Staten Island as I watched the San Francisco 49ers manhandle Stan Humphries and my beloved Chargers 49-26 in Super Bowl XXIX.
I wiped away the tears with my Junior Seau jersey sleeve and forged on with my obsession with the Chargers.