Really, I haven't been a fan in quite some time (and apparently, I'm not alone).
It wasn't always that way, though. I was a diehard Miami Heat fan in my younger years and remember exactly where I was when LeBron James announced he was "taking his talents to South Beach."
But recently – probably right around COVID – I haven't had much of a craving to watch NBA basketball.
I don't even hate it, I'm just indifferent; I don't care.
For some reason, though, I watched the clips from Friday night's game between the Golden State Warriors and Phoenix Suns, and I could feel myself getting just a touch emotional.
Seeing three figures that have been so prominent in the NBA for the last decade in Steph Curry, Draymond Green, and head coach Steve Kerr embrace for what is perhaps the final time was a little bit of a gut punch.
When I was younger, I hated players like Kobe Bryant and Tom Brady, because they were all-time great players who didn't play on my team.
It infuriated me to see players that played on teams I didn't root for have success and even impede the good fortunes of my own teams.
However, I once had a family friend tell me that I should cherish watching guys like Brady and Bryant play, because I would miss them when they stopped playing.
I didn't listen to him at the time, because I was a dumb kid who thought I knew everything, but he was spot on.
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