I grew up in a house with Chicago sports playing in the background. Watching sports was my mother’s passion. I quickly learned if I wanted to spend time with her, watching whatever team was on T.V. was my in.
Obviously, my love of baseball and the Cubs came from her. Some sports, no matter how much I loved her, I could not bring myself to watch (sorry Illini football). But some, filled my heart with glee.
Enter the era of MJ.
Michael Jordan was like no other. I could have watched him for days.
I was lucky enough to see him play in person when the Bulls were in their heyday.
The electricity, the showmanship, the roar of the crowd … all part of the extraordinary magic of this time in sports history.
I think Jordan and the Bulls ruined me forever. Since that time, I cannot bring myself to invest in watching another NBA team.
I do understand the value of a shared experience with the people you love. Therefore, I kept a minimally open mind as we attended a Dallas Mavericks game at the American Airlines Center.
My expectations were low and initially, my attention wandered … a lot.
The first quarter showed a little flair, but the second and third saw the Mavs dropping well behind the Trail Blazers.
It wasn’t pretty.
Somehow, led by the spark of Luka Doncic, the Mavs came back to life in the fourth quarter ending the game in a spectacular fashion.
Luka Doncic and Damian Lillard duel in Mavericks’ win vs. Trail Blazers | NBA Highlights
Maybe the Mavs and Luka were trying to win me over.
Maybe it kind of worked.
Maybe all that really mattered were the smiles of victory on my boys’ faces.
Bet my Mom would have loved every minute.