Blazers Won

I attended the very first Blazer game at Portland in 1970. I was 20 years old, and I had been married for only a few months, and had just quit college and moved back to the farm to work with my Dad. Patty and I moved into the basement of my parents house remodeling it into a little apartment. There were about 4,000 people who attended that first game, and we, 3 friends and I sat 4 rows up from the court. I have been a Blazer fan ever since that first game. I exalted with the National Championship in 1977 led by Bill Walton, and groaned with many others over the pass on Michael Jordon, and Kevin Durant.

Being a fan of a professional sports team is an interesting phenomenon. I don’t know any of the players, their wives, their character, their values, or their faith. They get paid enormous amounts of money to play a game that I played in High School and college. They aren’t really very old, in their 20’s and early 30’s. Their opinion on what shoes are best seems to matter a lot as well as their political views. I watched them compete with the Denver Nuggets on television tonight and winning to tie the series at 3 games apiece, shooting almost 4 hours of time eating popcorn. I have often thought that I would probably be wise to bail on all sports interests and TV viewing. It would be such a time saver. But I continue to watch the games, discuss with friends the why’s and whatfors of each season as the playoffs unfold, debating what decisions and trades need to be made to improve the team and chance of winning another National Championship. I wonder what the value is of being a fan?

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