Understanding the stupidity or actually brilliance of my youth

When I was perhaps eight years old, I went to a Cleveland Indians Baseball game and it was my first time in a stadium. I do remember of course that they were playing the Milwaukee Brewers. How could I forget. I actually bought 2 pennants that day, one was Cleveland and one was Milwaukee. Now how could a kid who just spend his past three to four years living in the Cleveland area be so "indecisive" about which team he wants to put on his bedroom wall. I thought that after I bought these pennants that I was indeed indecisive and silly and even dare I say... stupid. I do not even remember the pennants being on my wall very long, but I always remembered that I bought two.
Actually today, I decided that the madness was actually brilliance.
Today I profess to you that my team is the Boston Red Sox. Had that idea been in my head that day I am sure I would have bought a Boston and a Cleveland pennant and then in that case I woudl be on the money per se. But that said, I bought the Brewers. Which is actually quite good as I can say I remember both teams today of my first Major League Baseball attendance. So madness has a method.
And also I might add that had I purchased only a Cleveland Pennant in which being that I purchased both, I realize today that I was neither a complete fan of either team completely though I was of course partial to the home team of Cleveland; had I purchased only an Indians Pennant perhaps I might have given up my own hope that I might someday find my true Major League Alleigance and that by buying only the Cleveland Pennant, I had sold out to the first baseball team that I got to view and think about in my day.
I am proud of this seemingly incongruence that I admit never afflicted my sensibilities, but truly was a concern to my own mind when I thought of the fact that I supported both the home team and the visitor in the day that I was at the ball game. Made no sense to an educated kid at any level I think. But that said, to an educated physician living in a town with a Team he likes but far from a Team he really loves, I am quite certain that there was no pathological diagnosis at any length and a true clean bill of health was in order for the poor 7 to 8 year old who just could not decide. Batters up!