Number one fan. . .of what?

We had dinner with my grandmother tonight following Ella's soccer practice.  Remember my earlier comment about how much I enjoy taking Keeton in public after a full day of daycare, work, and no dinner...yeah, he was a blast.  Anyway, we stopped at McDonald's on the way home and went  back to my grandmother's to eat.   Ella likes to make sure there is always engaging dinner conversation going on--tonight her pick of topic was what baseball team my grandmother liked.

"Do you  like the Cubs or the Cardinals? (Those are the only teams in Ella's mind)."

 "The Cubs," mommom replied.

Ella looked at her like maybe she had been switched at birth or something.

"I don't like the Cubs!  I like the Cardinals!"

Mommom asked, "Because your daddy and grandpa like the Cardinals?"

Ella (all indignant) says, "No.  The Cubs stink."

"What other baseball teams do you like?" (Again, refer to earlier comment on Ella's knowledge of the existence of other teams).

"I don't like baseball."

 Alrighty then.