I'm not a Charger fan, I'm not really a fan of any football team, I just like watching football, but I had to cheer on the Chargers this year. They seemed like the team destined to break the San Diego Sports Curse. Starting with that weird Eagles home opener streak, and ending with the miracle that put them in the playoffs, they seemed destined to win the Super Bowl and finally break the curse.
San Diego is the biggest city in the US to never win a major sports championship. Like Cleveland, the Chargers won a championship in the pre Super Bowl era, but nothing since. The Padres are the only team without a no-hitter, and one of two that never had a player hit for the cycle. Neither of the two NBA teams that have played in America’s Finest City lasted for more than 6 years. Most importantly, only one team has had a winning record in their time here, and they are only one game above .500. I could keep going, but writing about it makes me too sad.
When the Chargers made the playoffs, it was a miracle. I chose to cheer on the Chargers, not because I like the Chargers, but because I like the Padres. It's pretty hypocritical of me, the kid who complained about bandwagoners not even a week ago, to start cheering on the Chargers only when they got good, but I had legit reasons. The Padres are bad, I want them to win the World Series, but that won't happen while the curse is intact.
As much as it seemed like this would be the year the curse would finally be broken, it was not. Peyton Manning, and his annoying pre snap yells, beat the Chargers 24-17 in the AFC Divisional Round. Maybe the curse is meant to be, since we can’t have great weather and not be a shithole (like LA) and win championships. Or maybe (God please help with this one) the Padres can break the curse.