The word fan is short for fanatic. If it's just entertainment, ain't no reason whatsoever to blog about it--at least, not as much as we all do.
I'm sane--at least most of the time--I do housework, shopping, bill paying, budgeting, investing, estate executor, etc, I don't drink or smoke, but I'm an addict when it comes to Red Sox baseball. I attend Mass on Saturday or Sunday depending on whether the Sox are playing at 4 pm on Saturday. My wife and children and grandchildren are not Sox fans, but tolerate this addiction, except in conversation, where it is not tolerated.
I was not always this way, not by a long shot. But satellite TV allowed me to watch almost all Sox games, including for 15 years before I retired in 2019. It's not all my fault. John Henry gets a lot of the blame for delivering 4 WS wins. Three straight lousy seasons are nothing--nothing!!!!. I became a Sox fan in 1949, mostly because of Ted Williams and the fact that was born in Boston--so I lived through 55 years of the curse.