Apr 19, 2007 10:02
“You sure as hell I am.” Witnessing the playoff berth at hand in the comfort of my own bed, trying to pay attention while my head throbs with pain from my sickness, I couldn't help but smile. It wasn’t because I just took a dose of Nyquil and put Neosporin for my nephew-scratched nose, I was smiling because after watching so many constant let downs, meaningless games, frustrating seasons, false promises, and countless laughter from Lakers fans, I was able to breathe a sigh of relief and say “finally”.
Ever since last night, my phone has been ringing off the hook with friends, family, and what not yelling their hearts out about how the Warriors have made it. As annoying as it was to respond to them when trying to go to sleep, it satisfied me because I’ve been waiting for this moment for a long time now.
“Did you see the Warrior game?!?” (Kind of a stupid question to ask me)
“Yeah.”
“Whoooo!! Playoffs baby!!”
“Hell yeah.”
"John! Aren't You Excited?!”
“You sure as hell I am.”
“YEAHH!!!”
*click
Close friends of mine know that I’m a hardcore Warriors Fan. Yeah I capitalized the ‘F’. And when I mean hardcore I mean hardcore. Like porn hardcore. Like, take your girl by the legs and piledrive her while you’re having sex hardcore. That may be a little too extreme, but that’s how serious I am when it comes to the Warriors. I’ve missed weddings because of Warrior games. I constantly read up on them, I always watch their games, and I find it peculiar that I know their stats oh so very well that it scares people. They've always been my team regardless of anything that's happened. I even talk about the Warriors to my friends who don't even care about them or basketball in general (Sorry Gabe).
I’ve been a spectator of many frustrating events that has happen with the Warriors for so long. I was there when they drafted Todd Fuller with the #11 pick in 1996 (a draft in which Kobe Bryant was still on the board). I witnessed Adonal Foyle’s pearly whites block shots and get dunked on for nearly 11 years. I saw them trade away Vince Carter. I’ve seen Gilbert Arenas start from an up and coming great player to a self-proclaimed Japanese grill. I had to deal with Troy Murphy’s odd-shaped nose. I had to watch Dunleavy and his non-existent eye brows stink up the Warriors for 4 years. So excuse me for my big entry.
A moment like this for Warrior fans has been long over due. On a personal note, I couldn’t be any happier. The last time the Warriors made the playoffs, I was learning my abc’s and scared to sleep in my own room (one of these two things hasn’t really changed). To see the Warriors back in the playoffs goes a long way towards soothing my fears that my childhood years to now were not wasted rooting for a team that was destined for unending losing seasons. Certainly, I am not alone in this feeling.
This entry is simply for me and for everyone out there who has ever been a Warrior Fan. (again I capitalized the ‘F’ because I can) and that’s all that matters. With Golden State’s sudden strong finish, maybe they are ready to make more progress than we thought originally. The good news is, starting Sunday evening, we get at least four games and hopefully a lot more to see just how good this team really is. But until Sunday, soak it in and enjoy Warrior Fans, Lord knows you earned it.