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Always your number one fan

My nephew for a week been asking his parents to get him all these merchandise of his favorite football club, at first when he wanted a jersey his parents agreed but now the craze has moved from the jersey to a towel, a bed-sheet, a night suite you name it and he wants it. Seeing his endless demand list his parents have refused to get him anything now. Which is kind of making him mad.

Last weekend when I went over I realized what was happening, I asked him what he wanted to do with all these thing it is then he told me,

"All my friends at school have it and I want to show them that I am this teams number one fan"
 I asked him then 'So all those kids who can't afford all those fancy merchandise are they not allowed to have a favorite team? cause if we go by your logic they won't be able to ever be number one fan"
It is then I tried to explain him that there are various ways to prove that your someones number one fan. My nephew has now decided that he will give away the toys that he doesn't use to the less fortune as a support to his favorite team.

One of my favorite artist told me this "A fan is someone who loves and believes in what you do" 

 So if you really like a team or a band or a artist follow their happenings, support them, believe in them, do something good in their name I think they will appreciate it more. Like who wouldn't be proud of a fan who makes donations, according to me who ever does that is the coolest fan ever.


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