I like to fancy myself a member of the pantheon of Bruce Springsteen fandom. While I wasn’t yet born to experience him first-hand through the early stages of his career and haven’t had the resources or timing to see him in concert as many times as I’d like, I revere the man in a fashion that is borderline unhealthy. I’m known to engage in a number of Bruce Springsteen geekdom activities from time to time, for example my friends and I often play “Name that Springsteen Tune” by rattling off a set of lyrics from memory and forcing the other players to identify the song out of context.