I truly do love elections, and I also love the Olympics. Both come a round every four years, and I look forward to them with anticipation each time.
Then they arrive and the reality sets in; bad calls by referees and bad decisions by voters. Then the allegations of cheating (most likely well founded in both).
Then the repetition sets it; how many times can I watch them run in a circle, how many times can I see that ad. The Olympics luckily end before really turning me sour. Then its just the election.
Then the dirt flies; attack ads, name calling, ad hominem attacks. After months of wading through the sewage it really becomes hard to care anymore, but we do. We trudge through any weather, and wait in long lines. We punch the holes in the cards, go home and watch the results.
With both democracy and athletic competition, the highest ideals of each is why we all care. Even when those ideas become veiled, it is our collective belief in those ideals that keeps us coming back.