Tears for Titans

So today I am sitting on the couch in between cleaning up around the house and I notice something very odd about myself. I have an obsession with sports movies. Fever Pitch, Hoosiers, Remember the Titans... I can't get enough of them. No thanks to the Notebook or a Walk to Remember. I hate nothing more than paying money to watch a movie where someone dies or gets seriously injured but the boyfriend still marries or... blah blah blah. I know it, I know what your thinking... I am incredibly insensitive and have no heart but wait! Its not that I love movies that feature serial killers or when the little man gets kicked when he's down. I just hate dramas... UNLESS it features a ball... basketball, football, baseball, even soccer. And to prove I do have a heart... I CRY! I'm not talking one small tear in my eye, I'm talking large, numerous, "Jerrod can you pass me the box of tissues" tears. What does that say about myself? Give me the number of a shrink and fast! But wait, I don't feel like a portion of my soul is missing. I honestly don't see a problem with crying at the sight of Coach Norman Dale cheering as his boys have scored the winning goal at the buzzer. I just wonder if this is normal? Okay, I will also admit that I cry at sporting events. When Prothro made The Catch I was standing right behind the end zone in the student zone just a-crying, and those tears carried on to the game against Florida where he messed up his ankle. I even remember crying when the USA women won the Cup and that female soccer player ran down the field and tore off her shirt (which was a little awkward by the way). I'm just wondering if anyone else is this same way?