A (somewhat heavy-handed) Parable

I didn't catch the Bears-Saints playoff game last week; I was busy doing other things and didn't have time to sit down and watch it. So on Monday morning, I asked a coworker who had won, and he told me that the Bears had been victorious. But then I was talking to another person a bit later, and he said that, in fact, the Saints had won the game. This confused me, so I asked some more people, wanting to know the truth. But I didn't get any satisfactory responses. Some people said the Bears had won. Some people said the Saints had won. Some people didn't know. Some said nobody could say for sure, because it had been a close game decided by a questionable call from the referee. Finally, I decided that since people couldn't agree on the truth about the outcome of the game, there must be no truth. Since everyone saw the outcome of the game from their own perspective, with their own bias, it must be just as true that the Saints won as that the Bears won. For all I know, there was no game at all. It doesn't matter to me; I'm a Saints fan and I choose to believe that the Saints won. That's the truth...as I see it.