After reading Jerry Brewer’s column in the Seattle Times this morning about how the NBA is hard, if not impossible, to follow in Seattle, I realize that it paints a perfect picture of myself as a basketball fan. The NBA has long been my favorite league to follow, though putting any effort into watching it has felt anti-Seattle, even if all I’m doing is rocking my LeBron jersey. This has been even more of an internal battle as the Cleveland Cavs have always been my second favorite team. Just a quick history, I’m not one of those who jumped on the bandwagon when LeBron landed there. I was rooting for them when guys like Terrell Brandon and Tyrone Hill were the big stars by the Cuyahoga. Thankfully I was too green to remember Jordan breaking Cleveland’s heart, but I have been there for the lean years. And just to be clear, I didn’t pick Cleveland at random. Family ties locked me in to the other saddest sports city in the US. I mean, which sports fan would CHOOSE to jump on the Cleveland bandwagon, especially if Seattle is your go to city.
Anyway, I find myself in a quandry inside of another quandry. As hard as it is to watch the NBA and know that all the excitment all the other cities are feeling is something I won’t get to feel for the forseeable future, I face the ugly feeling of not being bummed if the Cavs are knocked out early. “How can you SAY that?!?” you are asking yourself. “Cleveland NEVER gets a shot like this!” While you are right, and mostly I want the Cavs and would be really bummed if their season ended without a championship, the fact that one of the three main D-Bags responsible, david stern, is also rooting for the Cavs hurts. You know he and every other NBA bigwig wants a LeBron Kobe (note I didn’t say Cleveland Los Angeles. That is on purpose) Finals and anything less would make for a disappointing Finals. The Horror! Denver and Orlando! stern’s stomach must roll at the thought of what a dud that would be for his league after such an exciting post season. Meanwhile, any basketball fans in the Emerald City could smile and watch as George Karl and Johan Petro face off against Rashard Lewis for a ring while tens of people across the nation take in the series.
So GO CAVS! Delonte, Wally, and LeBron, bring a Championship of any kind to Cleveland for the first time since 1964. But, if you don’t, make sure that if you let anyone beat you, let it be Rashard three more times. I wanna be wearing my LeBron jersey for eight more victories this year, but I do still have a gold Sonics number 7 to wear if necessary…