OUTING TWO OF BROWNSVILLE'S BIGGEST LOSERS

New Orleans 'aints Fan Christopher Tamayo

The psychological need to be a fanatic or fan of a sports team is undeniable. 

Winning or losing is how "we" measure our collective worth or value and there's nothing like winning to expand the ego.

Ask Charlie Sheen, Donald Trump or the cheating Russians.

As a kid I viewed the Washington Huskies trouncing of the Wisconsin Badgers in the 1960 Rose Bowl as a personal victory.

In my mind's eye, I could see every scoring play in the 44-8 win.

It was either one-eyed quarterback Bob Schloredt rolling out to the right, or left-handed Bob Hivner rolling out to the left, keeping Wisconsin off balance all game.

Then, the Huskies came right back in the '61 Rose Bowl and kicked Minnesota ass, 17-7.

For those few days of Seattle's dark, damp winter, the Sun god broke through the gray to expose Mount Rainier and brighten our world.

But, I've moved on, now dutifully watching the Dallas Cowboys whenever Ana is not watching a Korean movie.

Cowboy quarterback Dak Prescott draws strength from every Texas TV set tuned in to the Cowboys and Jerry Jones somewhere has the numbers of whose been naughty and whose been nice.

Surely Juan Montoya and Jerry McHale are tuned in faithfully.

Bishop Daniel Flores rushes through his last Sunday mass to watch da Boys.

Republican County Chair Morgan Cisneros Graham calls her Democrat counterpart Jared Hockema to remind him not to be late for the opening kickoff.

Cleveland Brown Sufferer Ruben O'Bell

So, what the Hell is wrong with Ruben O'Bell?  Was his dad a Brownie?

A confirmed masochist, O'Bell tortures himself year after year following the losing Cleveland Browns.

Howard Cosell's classic phrase, "the agony of defeat" has become O'Bell's personal execution stake. 

As if we didn't already have one loser in our grand community, U.S. Post Office mogul Christoper Tamayo(pictured at the top) has outed himself as a fan of legendary losers, the New Orleans Saints.

Does Tamayo not realize how much of our nation's forests have been depleted to provide cellulose for the sacks worn by Saint fans throughout their history?

Mission's Tom Landry must be rolling over in his grave to see two of Brownsville's finest young men siding with the enemy, throwing their lives away.