On Sunday, October 28, 2012, I was scheduled to fly back to New York City to my job as a writer for Totally Biased with W. Kamau Bell on FX. Apparently, inclement weather on the Eastern Seaboard prevented that.
Instead, I headed down to Civic Center to join 10,000 of my fellow San Franciscans watching live as the Giants swept the Tigers on game four of the World Series.
The thing about me is that I don't know or care about sports at all. I'm even skeptical that other people genuinely like sports, rather than the proto-nationalist emotional catharsis of being fans.
I know so little about sports that I don't know what happens in a baseball game to make the teams take turns at bat. I've heard of innings and strikes and then it gets hazy for me.
But with heart and mind open, I sought to understand. Not one to skimp on anything, the person filming was a bona fide GENIUS of film: MacArthur award-winning filmmaker Natalia Almada. Full disclosure: she's also my wife's cousin.
With cameras rolling, I was swallowed by a mob of Giants fans. I think I deserve a tenure-track position in American Studies now, right?
Edited by Alex Koll.