The game has always meant personal history to me. I've been watching the NBA since I was 6-years-old. I played in grade school but I wasn't good enough to continue to play. I've always played games of 21 whenever I could, however, and pride myself on defense. I grew up idolizing the Bad Boys and as the Pistons built a Championship contender this past decade, I was in the building. I was there when the Pistons won their first playoff series in 11 years. The closest I got to the Championship was watching game 2 of the 2004 postseason. I read about the team every day from 1999 to 2006. I taped the games all the way up to this season. The Pistons have been the one common thread throughout being a fan.
I watched college too. I remember watching the "timeout" game with Chris Webber, Syracuse's run in 2003 (praying the Pistons won Memphis' draft pick to draft Carmelo), and the run by Stephen Curry and Memphis in 2008.
I love the speed of the game, the demand on the body. I am drawn to defense and balanced teams. A good pick-and-roll is all I need. Execution on both ends is important to me. I like defense that leads to offense. I find this is about all I watch for entertainment on TV. There's no drinking or gambling around the game for me.
My current favorite team is the Boston Celtics. I've admired the dominance of the San Antonio Spurs, the consistency of the Blazers, Jazz, and Mavericks. Michael Jordan (although I have come to respect him as an adult) was always the enemy meaning I cheered for the New York Knicks and Miami Heat. I liked the Larry Johnson/Alonzo Mourning Charlotte Hornets. Ron Artest has been the enemy as long as he was with Indiana. People don't understand--the Pistons were chasing the Pacers from the last couple of years with Grant Hill all the way up to the 2004 postseason. They were the celebrated young team and the Pistons were the has-beens and cast-offs. It wasn't just one year. Ron Artest, before the brawl, was that guy you would love to have on your team, but hate if you have him on the opposing team.
Speaking of the brawl, I was never more angry after a game. I was never more ashamed to be a Pistons fan. A fan and Ron Artest brought down a Championship contender. It is shameful that it happened here. It ruined the 2005 season as I was watching it. The Pistons were contenders and my stomach turned every time they took the court.
Well, that's what it's meant to me. A lot of time, a lot of fun, and I've never learned an offensive scheme or broken down a defense.

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