Why do we do that? As K sat totally involved in the Federer – Roddick Wimbledon final and rooting for Roddick to win, I couldn’t help wondering what is it in us that makes us want to root for the underdog? Each time I raise this question I get the standard response “for a good game”. Somehow, that does not hold water for me. Be it hoping for Jamal to walk away into the sunset with Latika or picking David over Goliath as a culture we seem to be rooted in picking out the unlikely winner.
As for me, I wanted Federer to win though I wouldn’t have been crushed if Roddick did. Sports does not hold as much appeal for me as do the movies or real life. I am a sucker for feel good endings and brave all odds stories. I remember relishing the Drama section of Readers Digest taking in the courage of the little girl in the sea or the brave pilot saving lives.
Perhaps, the relative normalcy of my life makes me crave the improbable? What do you think? Why do we root for the underdog? Do we see ourselves in them? Is there some message of hope in each of these stories urging us to follow our dreams, hold on to hope and overcome our personal mountains? Or is it the sheer drama that keeps us glued to the story? Come on now. Share what you think.