Your club wouldn’t do this for you – unless your club were DCFC: Detroit City Football Club.
…the actual end-game of contemporary capitalism, to wit: the disposable commodity that is the human being.
One thing I have known about myself for a long time: I embrace paradox. I’m fine with oxymorons. In the words of Turbish from Disenchantment: two things can be true. So sure, take comfort in tradition while never being comfortable with it, look for the new to find the old, and go back home to discover where to go next.