Oddly enough, the first car I ever owned is probably the only one that could be considered a "sports car", even though it didn't handle like one. It was a 66 Mustang with a 289. Some guy that worked with my dad bought it in 1967 brand new and only put about 20,000 miles on it in almost 20 years and didn't drive it much in winters so it was in good condition. I was a senior in high school and didn't have enough money to buy it outright, so my Dad and I bought it together.
That thing had some get up and go though, but the handling was terrible and I almost rolled it one night on a road I wasn't familiar with a sharp corner. Still loved that car though.
When I graduated college and moved out east, I sold my 1/2 to my brother and then a few years later, he and my Dad sold it completely. Hindsight being 20/20, I wish I could have kept it.
I never got the bug to buy a sportster of any sort since then, other than when I see an older Mustang for sale. I've driven a pick-up truck since 2006.