The gift of the Blazers

Courtesy of Sandberg On Sports

I spent Tuesday, Oct. 7 trying to figure out something meaningful to do for my birthday. Turning 22 isn’t exactly a huge milestone, but I wanted to find something significant that made this birthday stand out, something to make it more than just another day.

With no presents, lots of homework, and no time for a party, it seemed like this birthday would pass by with nothing to show for it.

Then the Portland Trail Blazers came back.

You see, they’d been gone for quite some time now. After those ill-fated attempts at a championship in 1999 and 2000, the team seemed to disappear for a while. There were reports that a gang of hooligans calling themselves the Jail Blazers had been masquerading in their place, but I dismissed these claims. They weren’t the Blazers. The Blazers had been missing since 2000.

Suddenly, in the last year and a half, there were sightings. Draft party madness. Brandon Roy carving up defense. A mastermind named Pritchard behind the helm. A 13 game winning streak. They were all glimpses, signs that the Blazers could be returning after all these years.

And then, to top it all off, the Blazers’ first 2008 preseason game was Oct. 7. My Birthday.

I didn’t want to succumb to these feelings of euphoria too quickly. I had been fooled by the Blazers before during the past eight years, so I didn’t want to put too much stock in a preseason game.

I was afraid that if I let myself believe they were back, that they would vanish like a mirage.

But it looked like fate was working on my side. This game had the long-awaited debut of Greg Oden. It had a burgeoning young Blazer team that had shocked the league with 41 wins last year. Rudy Fernandez was playing his first game in the United States. Draft day steal Jarryd Bayless was bringing his tenacity to the Rose Garden.

And to it all off, I could watch it on my birthday.

After all these years of waiting for my Blazers to come back, could this game finally convince me that they had finally returned? Could it ever live up to my expectations? Was fate destined to bring joy to this Blazer fan on his birthday?

You bet your ass.

For 3 hours, I was as estatic, as pumped up, as giddy as I have ever been as a Blazer fan. For 3 hours I was a kid again, leaping out of my seat, screaming, fist-pumping, and dancing around my apartment. Judging from my shouts, other people in my building must have thought that someone was dying.

Well someone did die: the cynical, jaded Blazer fan I once was. In his place was the full-fledged Blazermaniac that had been missing since 2000, since middle-school Blazer rallies, since English teachers ending classes with “go blazers,” since headbands and mighty mice and Lithuanian centers.

“ODEN!!!”

“OOOOHHH RUUUUUUUUUUDY!!!”

“DID YOU SEE THAT?!?!?”

“OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD! HAHAHAHA!!!!”

“I LOVE THE BLAZERS!!!”

He was back. So were my Trail Blazers.

Yes, it was a preseason game. Yes, it was against the Kings.

No, I don’t care. The Blazers gave me one of the best presents I could have received on my birthday. 

People may say that these preseason games don’t count for anything. Well, this preseason game brought back all those feelings of happiness I used to feel for the Blazers; it brought back my team. After all this time, the gift of the Blazers was finally returned to me, on my birthday, no less. And as a result, I could let myself believe again.

Don’t tell me that this doesn’t count for something.