I am a Bengals fan. I’m not a bandwagon Bengals fan in that I cheer for them now that Ohio has one NFL team that can win more games than it loses; no, I have been a Bengals fan all of my life. There is even a picture of little 7 year old me beneath a banner that read, “Who dey who dey who dey Bengals!” from the Superbowl Party my dad threw in 1989 when the Bengals went (and lost) to the Superbowl.
Why bring this up? Because for once in my life I can be proud of the Bengals for something other than football (and rarely can I be proud of them for that!).