A spiral into Trailblazer fandom
I'm an Oregonian, born and raised, which should make me a hereditary Blazer fan, but never really been one, except when Blazermania rubbed off on me in the early 90s like everyone else. It was never really enough to make me care too much about the team or the sport. I'm here to tell my story of how that has all changed. In addition, I will include a postscript with a few thoughts on the current state of basketball, etc. So, if you don't want to read a long, autobiographical ramble, you can just skip to the discussion inducing points at the bottom.
I played basketball in my youth, shooting in the driveway with my brothers, and playing lil' kids ball. I quit that and stuck with soccer when my early-growth-spurt height advantage disappeared in 4th grade. So, no real background in the fundamentals of the game. I never even followed the sport, with the exception of the postseason runs in 1990-92. For a while, when I actually started following sports and a bit of basketball, I professed greater admiration for college basketball because of the amateur nature, and a feeling that they were playing for a school, region, and love of the game, rather than money. I realize that was a bit naive, but I still think there is a lot of value in that viewpoint, especially contrasted with being jaded by professionals playing for the paycheck.
In any case, I was merely a casual observer of the Trailblazers, absorbing it as passively as the rest of the local sports scene. I watched the "Jail Blazers" years with mild contempt and some humor. Not being closely entwined with the fortunes of the team, I was able to get more than a few chuckles from the ordeals. I left the state and then the country for several years and completely lost any knowledge I had had of the team. I heard rumblings about the Great Draft of '06, but nothing sunk in. In fact, the thing that finally piqued my interest in the team was the story by Craig Lancaster of the Mercury News in the Oregonian in late October. He was the independent journalist that the paper hired to try to describe the nasty history between the Blazers front office and the press. I found it fascinating to see how the various clashing personalities played out to sour the whole deal. That story, coupled with the rising optimism from Roy, Aldridge, and Pritchard, was enough to make me start caring.
But it wasn't a normal sort of fandom. I didn't care so much about the performance of the team in games. I certainly didn't know enough basketball to follow or appropriately judge the product on the court. I was more interested in it as a sort of sociological case. The resurrection of the franchise in the fans' and media's eyes. The restoration of order and productivity within the organization. The repairing of fractured relationships all around. Only within the sports microcosm of Portland could this be a big story in this fashion. It's hard to say that I was actually a fan at that point, more of a researcher.
I began reading about the team as much as I could. Purely by accident, I began stumbling across some Blazer blogs, starting with Casey Holdahl and Jason Quick's on oregonlive.com. I tried to get the behind the scenes dirt as much as I could. (Thank you, Brian Berger!) Unfortunately, it wasn't until at least two-thirds of the way through the season that I found the mecca of Blazer's Edge. By that time, I'd been bitten, and the heady elixir was beginning to travel my veins. Yes, I was starting to care about the team and players. I wanted wins, not just an interesting story. Dave, you and your well trained amateur experts (expert amateurs?) pushed me over the Edge (pun intended). I was hooked.
Look at me now, wearing my Roybot t-shirt proudly and too often. Drinking KP's Kool-Aid. Wasting work time hitting the refresh button all over my favorite blogs. Dreaming of Aldridge's devastating pick and pop next year, with Oden thundering in the putback of the rare miss. I cannot claim to live and die by the Blazers, and hope I never do, but I am proud to say that I have embraced part of my heritage as an Oregonian, and am truly a Blazer lover.
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So, that was perhaps more than you wanted to know, but I think it was interesting to share because I feel like I have come from a unique angle to love the team. Without the fragmented franchise, there would actually be one less Blazer fan. In fact, depending on how much you ascribe to this theory, it could be conceived that the wonderful situation we find ourselves in now could not have happened without the years of ineptitude. In any case, that's my history, but on to the current and future.
-Perhaps because of the direction from which my fandom grew, I am very much set against bringing in big free agents. Phrases like "All-Star," "marquee," "legit," and "big name" make me shudder and turn away. I love the fact that Portland is a bit of a small backwater when it comes to the NBA. I like the lack of national spotlight coupled with intense focus from local media. I enjoy the way the team grew last year, slowly, organically, but together. I love building through the draft, teaching the players what you want, and then retaining them while they prosper. I would relish it if we slowly grew a contender over a few years, without any big media stories surrounding a free agent acquisition or trade, only to suddenly explode onto the championship tier with the same pieces that we've held for a while. Don't get me wrong, a key veteran teacher here and there would be immensely helpful, but I don't want an over-the-top player to come in and put a stamp on a championship mold that we had been patiently grooming.
-I love Oregon. I think it is the best state in the nation and one of the greatest places on the planet. If players don't want to play here because of whatever perceived lack of lifestyle, that is fine with me. I don't want someone who cannot appreciate the wonderful standard of living in a city like Portland. A player who is not happy with his locale is not a player that will be performing at his highest. For that reason, I gained a lot of respect for Magloire at the end of last season. While he was talking about wanting to stay with the Blazers, one of his frequent comments was how much he loved the city and how great it would be to raise a family here. I understand letting him go, and am not really sorry about it, but that view was more endearing to me than much of his basketball skills and shortcomings.
-My biggest pet peeve with basketball (and other sports) reporting and discussion is when people generalize singularities. The most common instance of this is placing an "a" or "an" in front of a team or player's name. Every single player and team is unique; to lump them into a general noun is an insult and a crutch that replaces rational discussion. You cannot say "a Kobe or a LeBron" because there is only one Kobe and only one LeBron. If you are referring to a general type of player, role, contract, etc., that is fine, but say "a Kobe type shooter or personality." "If they get a Dallas or a Houston in their bracket, they won't go far." There is only one Dallas and one Houston, and they are each unique, different teams. Please acknowledge that.
I find this especially annoying in the NBA, which is the most individualizing of our major sports leagues, both because of the style of marketing that has become (too) common and because there are so few players and because they are so recognizable because there is no protective gear hiding them. Also, the immediacy of cameras on the courts captures faces and expressions more than any other sport. These are people, and the least they deserve is to be respected for their individuality.
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Apologies for the long diary, and it may unfortunately spur several threads of competing discussion over the multiple points I've raised. I'm sorry, and I'll try to be a bit more cohesive in the future. Once again, I must echo others and praise everyone here for the high level of discussion and decorum. I must also thank you for teaching me to be a better fan than I ever could have become alone.
Cheers.
PS- Poll. Sorry.
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It' interesting you say that
Then, Game 7. Formally known as "The day we do not speak of" I was devastated, as was any true fan. It was downhill from there. We had mortgaged our future on a "win now" theory, which had failed.
I never came to terms with that day. I couldn't find any silver lining. Even as we got better with the Roy/Aldridge draft, I was excited but wouldn't talk about that game. Then we got the #1 pick. And Oden. Suddenly I was able to see that everything which had happened, good, bad, terrible. It had all led to this moment.
Now I could actually look back at the game with hindsight, and say "I'm okay with that. It's fine that we blew it. We didn't deserve it." It's an important step in grief, one of the last ones. It's called acceptance.
Wow Diesel ... you're mis-named.
That is good stuff.
Thanks
Heritage
Interesting
I liked it
by Rodendridge on Jul 27, 2007 2:25 PM PDT reply actions
I started with the Blazers in the 98-99 season
The reason I started watching was that working at the games was so intense. The energy was addictive. Like them or not the team that season was really amazing... I was quickly a fan, the rest is history, a history of ups and downs.

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