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We bought our Christmas tree on Saturday.

And because the Cubs — you know — won the World Series, my husband was wearing his Cubs stuff, which (actually) is no different from what he's been wearing for the past 40 years.

Anyway, someone on the lot spotted him and started chanting SOX! SOX! SOX!

For those of you who don't know, the White Sox is Chicago's other baseball team. You know. The team that didn't win the World Series. And while the two teams don't play in the same league, they're rivals in the way that crosstown teams usually are.

My husband, however, was so busy finding the perfect Christmas tree (that's one of his jobs — it's in our prenup) that he didn't notice the guy shouting SOX! SOX! SOX! at him.

"FYI," I finally said to my husband. "You're being taunted. You're a tauntee."

He tore his eyeballs away from the tree he was examining and blinked. "What?"

SOX! SOX! SOX! The guy chanted.

"That," I said.

"Oh," my husband said. Then he waved and smiled and was all gracious the way you can be when your team won in Possibly the Best World Series Ever in the History of the Universe.

At any rate, a good-natured exchange went on between my husband and the Sox guy until we left the lot, at which point the Sox guy started chanting BEARS! BEARS! BEARS!

"I like the Bears, too," my husband shouted over his shoulder. And in a display of camaraderie, he said, "DA BEARS!"

Now here comes the best part of this story. The Sox guy then started chanting PACKERS! PACKERS! PACKERS!

So here's the deal. The rivalry between the Chicago Bears and the Green Bay Packers is the longest-running rivalry in the history of the NFL. The Vikings and the Packers have a great rivalry, it's true, but still. The history shared by the Bears and the Packers is epic.

I burst out laughing. "I wonder if that guy's last name is Cannon?"

The reason I asked is that if your last name is "Cannon," you are bound to register somewhere on the ODD spectrum. ODD. As in Oppositional Defiant Disorder. It's a true thing. Look it up.

How does ODD manifest? Let's just say that when one of our sons left conservative Utah to attend school in liberal Oregon, he was a Democrat. By the time he came home for Christmas, he was a Republican.

And that, my friends, is how ODD rolls. If everyone else is reading "Harry Potter," you refuse to. If your neighbors voted for Trump, you voted for Clinton. If your father cheered for the Cubs during The Best World Series in the History of the Universe, you cheered for the Indians. (I'm looking at you, Geoff.)

When we finally crawled inside our car (the tree anchored on top), I quickly turned the radio dial away from one of those 24/7 Christmas music stations so I wouldn't accidentally have to hear that song about a little boy who wants to buy his dying mama a pair of shoes so she'll have something new to wear when she meets Jesus that night.

Memo to radio stations everywhere: Please stop playing that song!

Instead we listened to the Rolling Stones sing "You Can't Always Get What You Want." And you know what? Even though I've heard that song a million times, the chorus really resonated with me.

You can't always get what you want/But if you try sometimes well you just might find/You get what you need.

Turns out that what I've needed in this life are people who mix it up. Who keep it interesting. Who surprise me. Who make me laugh.

Turns out I've needed people whose last name is Cannon.

Ann Cannon can be reached at acannon@sltrib.com or facebook.com/anncannontrib.