Never cried but I have almost thrown something at the TV.
I remember going to a Chicago Bull playoff game during the Jordan years. My son and I screamed so much my voice was horse for a day and my ears were ringing for hours.

I was 16 years old playing midget AA hockey, in the midst of a split save and the puck was deflected. Up under my cup, solid rubber disk,60+ mph...7 stitches in the scrotum.....YOU BET I CRIED!!!!!!

Uh, no.

The final run of "The World's Fastest Indian" with Anthony Hopkins did choke me up. Great movie if you haven't seen it.

You've got to be kidding right?

Sporting events are just games. Of course I don't really cry for much of anything anyway so maybe I'm just a cold-hearted SOB but I think it's pretty stupid to cry for a sports team, or even to get too emotionally wrapped up in a sports team in any case.

Entertainment, fun to watch, even more fun to play but that's it.

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Sappy music was not needed for this finish

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You're right, they're just games. It's not like we're watching ancient Roman gladiators. But at the same time, they're more than just a game of Connect Four. And IMO there's difference between a fan crying at the end of a game versus one of the players doing so. I can respect a football player crying after winning his first playoff game in a 16 year career. Over the past 2+ decades he's put a lot of blood, sweat and tears leading up to that one game.

You were in LA when the Sox won in 2004. I grew up in LA but was living in Boston. You grew up in New England but were living in LA. But had you been able to see how the entire geographic region of New England came together and had something to share--across all walks of life and socioeconomic strata--during the run up to that victory... I can see why a die hard fan might cry after something like that.

The Miracle on Ice in 1980.

I broke down after finishing the Paris marathon in 2008. I knew it would be my last.

Yea I get what you're saying. Growing up out here especially everyone always sort of lived and died by the sports teams. I got into it for a while and followed the RS in particular pretty closely in 2004 (I remember listening riveted to the radio play-by-play in my garage in Long Beach for the ALCS games that went into extra-extra-extra late innings while I was working on my 951, stunned) Honestly since moving back to Boston my interest has really waned in pro sports mostly because I see it as very silly that grown men still walk around with ball caps and team "schwag" as if they never outgrew the 6th grade. It's laughable actually and kind of sad. It's also as if this area has a sense of entitlement with respect to championships and gives no credence to the enormous amount of talent that exists elsewhere in the country and world. I guess it just doesn't resonate with me.

Don't get me wrong, I still think it's fun to play a ball game occasionally or watch one or listen to one (whether baseball or football), I enjoy watching an F1 race or even a bike race or marathon but I just don't understand the crazy obsession with it. I won't even try to understand hockey beyond "those guys are aiming for that net and the other guys are aiming for the other net", or basketball (has turned too thuggish).

All in all though, whatever floats yer boat. I'm glad I got to see something that the past few generations didn't - a Red Sox championship (twice) and got to go to a playoff game (ALDS against the Angels in 2007). Kinda' cool, but that's sort of where it ends for me. I can't get too emotional about such things.

Greg LeMond, 1989, hoisting his son on the podium

That guy that pulled,carried and pushed his son through the Ironman gets me choked up.