I understand your situation.  I, too, once suffered from Weezer denial.  I wanted to dismiss them as just another band hopping on the alterna-rock bandwagon.  I tried to tell myself that the reason why I didn't change the radio station was because I was lazy -- not because I wanted to sing along with "Buddy Holly."  I came up with excuses NOT to like them.

I even made attempts to hate Weezer because of their song "No One Else."  The lyrics, I alleged, smelled of sexism: the guy doesn't want his girl to wear makeup for anybody else.  However, the more I thought about this, the more I started to realize how similar my dorky life was to Weezer's dorky life.  Yeah, I wish I had someone like that, too - someone who just thought I was inherently awesome.  Perhaps we weren't so far apart, this rock band and I. I was the high school senior who secretly listened to Weezer when their songs would show up on the ol' FM dial.  Still, I wasn't ready to make the final step.  

College arrived, and after a while I started dating a boy who was so unashamed of his love of Weezer that I began to think, "Hey, he likes Weezer and he isn't ashamed to admit it.  What a man, what a man.  What a mighty good man."  He was so much cooler than me because he had no inhibitions about admitting to liking the MTV darlings. I abandoned my snobbery, and I went out and bought the blue album. 

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