Personally I find following my football team to offer me an almost entirely inconsequential form of escapism, which makes me feel warm inside even when we aren’t winning from a shared sense of solidarity among fans (all sorts of people thrown together by their irrational love of a small football club) when we are done over or even when we play comedically badly, and enjoy feeling a devotion to something that is its own little microcosm, shielded against whatever else is going on in my life, an unyielding constant.
Either that or I fork out a few hunners a year and give up an inordinate amount of my free time to make small talk x