The sports blog: Here’s to you, the fans.

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SPORT fans are a funny old bunch.

Who in their right mind would want to travel 200 miles for a Tuesday night game to watch a game of football, or pay outrageous sums of money to get out to Malaysia to watch Formula One cars whizz around a circuit for two hours?

Dons have a small but growing away following. Although there are times when I think the club should be attracting more fans away from home, I look at other clubs and their following, which often doesn’t differ all that much. These clubs have been around much longer than Dons, so it is a little embarrassing for them that they don’t get so many more fans travel with them.

But it is not just at the football where you see dedication. Often, the most dedicated fans come from sports that aren’t as mainstream.

MK Lightning fans amaze me. The players are basically part-time, but they’re heroes to the people who travel the length of the country to watch them play at the weekend - and people do. And I’m sure it is the same for MK Lions fans too - if you love the sport, you’ll go anywhere for it.

But people who aren’t sports fans can’t get their head around it. Why go so far, or spend so much, on something that afterwards may leave you feeling disappointed?

For me, it is something to get passionate about. There are very few feelings better than the final whistle when you’re a long way from home and you’ve just won a game.

It’s like going into someone else’s house, sitting in their favourite chair and eating their dinner, then leaving without saying thank you. The buzz is brilliant. It’s also something to do on Saturday.

After being called a ‘saddo’ for booking my tickets for the Malaysian Grand Prix, I asked what this person enjoyed doing. The response was: “hanging out with my friends, listening to music and watching films,” all of which, I said, I’d be doing on the plane to Kuala Lumpur, with my iPod and my best mate. Asking what she got passionate about, she said: “Nothing really.”

So who is really the ‘sad ‘one?