If I may indulge my inner hipster for just a moment, allow me to say I liked the band Journey before liking Journey became cool. I’m not old enough to say I was there from the very beginning. But long before the Chicago White Sox and the San Francisco Giants made it their anthems to World Series titles, before The Sopranos infamously ended their series with it, before the effervescently annoying kids from Glee remade it, I would rock Don’t Stop Believin’ loud and proud whenever I could.