When I was ten, my team and their new owner traded away my favorite player.
The team was the Baltimore Colts, the owner was Bob Irsay, and the player was Johnny Unitas.
Johnny was pissed. Particularly because the previous owner, Carroll Rosenbloom had inked him to an extra, personal-services contract that promised to pay him another $30K a year for ten years once he retired, and Irsay refused to honor it. And so, Johnny was threatening to not report to San Diego.
Everyone was upset, including me.