So let's say that you really love baseball. Let's say that you love it so much that you were willing to give up a pretty good life in a country with no baseball in order to return to a place that had baseball. All your relatives love baseball too--have for generations--and that's partly why you just couldn't live in a place with no baseball anymore.
Now your whole life is predicated around the notion that living near baseball is worth the sacrifice that you made to do it. And while you don't require others to share the same fanaticism about baseball that you do, you hope that they wouldn't actively denigrate your choices. After all, you love baseball. Your family loves baseball. Other people in the world like baseball, so you know you're not completely insane.
So what do you do when you have to deal with someone who not only doesn't like baseball but is so openly contemptuous of it that attending a baseball game is like hell to him/her? He/she can't even find a nice thing to say about the roasted peanuts, and everybody flippin' loves the roasted peanuts. Do you take it personally? Or do you just move on and hope that you never have to attend another baseball game with this person?