http://sfist.com/2010/10/25/daisy_does_the_49ers_panthers_win_u.php "I actually thought I handled yesterday’s loss (49ers 20, Panthers 23) quite well. I knew going in that Carolina (0-5 before the game) had to win eventually. And I knew we suck on the road at 10 a.m. And I knew we had a horrible coaching staff, an uninspired quarterback and some of the worst owners in the league. Yes, I KNEW all of these things (and fine, I was still hoping we’d kick their pathetic little asses), but I was mentally prepared for a loss. But apparently the way I handle losses—completely shutting down while staring into space and not acknowledging human life for upwards of three hours—is a little hard for the boyfriend to take. To put it bluntly, he’s sick of us having amazing weekends together, only to have them ruined at the end by the 49ers. I think my response to that revelation was, “Then you should write the 49ers organization a letter.” I know. I’m SUCH a catch. But he might have a point. When does it become ridiculous to continue watching your 1-6 team self-destruct every Sunday? At what point do you stop spending three hours (more like 6+ for me) torturing yourself and wasting an otherwise perfectly good Sunday? What does one get from the constant suffering and disappointment of watching her team lose week in and week out? Why do we do this to ourselves? Does winning really feel THAT good?" Bolding is hers, not mine. It goes on... The similarities are eerie. Espescially from the fans' perspective.