I love the Game

Trying not to be bias towards Boston is very difficult for me when writing about the NBA but, I have never wrote personally about my feelings about basketball. There is just something about the game that makes me find ways to clear my schedule, and prepare for the days and nights of watching the game, whether its on television in the arena or pacing around refreshing the ESPN application on my iPhone every 5 seconds just to see who scored, or got a rebound, anything really to body myself within the current game.

This post is not about any particular team or specific player. (It would be about the Celtics if it was!) This post is just to express the how much the game means to myself. Basketball is much more than a sport. Basketball brings people together, unites families, creates friendships, attacks social issues, and makes the days sunny when our teams win and dark with clouds when they lose.

It is almost as if the game is a friend of mine, and a dear friend that is. Do I get to be on the hard wood? Am I calling out plays to be run out of a timeout? Do I get to make important decisions when signing free agents or putting together a trade package? The obvious answer is of course not, but what I do get is the ups and downs and emotions that come from those decisions and games that affect you just as a dear friend would. Your team will make you scream, laugh, cry, jump with joy or like myself constantly brag and debate on twitter when things go my teams way.

The pop of the ball off the glossy hard wood makes my eyes alert, the sweet sound of the net swooshing from a perfectly shot ball gives me goose bumps, the "oooh's and ahhh's" of the crowd when a player blocks one and sends it into the stands makes my heart race. Everything about the game is special. Babies to Baby Boomers and everyone in-between fill the arenas every night to feel the same reactions as my own endocrine system which usually involves my pupils being huge and beads of sweat running down my back, hardly able to grab my phone or type up a blog from clammy hands.

At the end of the day, whether your team gets the dub or loses a heartbreaker, basketball is pure. Pure with all emotions that can have you wrapped up into any single moment. Every day and every season brings optimism and hope for your team and city to win a title. It is a blissfulness feeling when you want those around you and your city of millions of brothers and sisters to feel the joy that you feel when a title comes home or even just a regular season win or even just one single play that can unite everyone.

To keep things short and sweet... I love this game.