I became a Jazz fan...
Well it's complicated. Every story is, right? I grew up both a Jazz & Bulls fan. My family was from Chicago, so that made it easier cheering for Chicago. It didn't hurt that Michael Jordan was putting on the Greatest Show on Earth.
But I also liked the Jazz. They were a very close second and since both Utah and Chicago were in two different conferences and didn't meet until the late-90s, it was pretty reasonable to root on both teams.
I even cheered for Utah in home games against the Bulls and for the Bulls when they were at home. A weird system, but a fair one, I thought.
Of course, it was easier back then to follow the Jazz because they were the local team. The internet was still in its infancy and all the games, well many of the games, were on the television. So as the decade progressed, I slowly changed my allegiance fully to the Jazz. When Michael Jordan retired from the game the first time, I pretty much dropped my support of the Bulls and invested it solely into the Jazz.
I was intrigued by his return, even have some Chicago newspapers from then that my dad's cousin sent me in the mail - but overall, it wasn't enough to trump the growth of my Jazz fandom.
When the two met in the NBA Finals, it wasn't really a complicated choice - I chose Utah.
Wise choice, right? I'm starting to wonder...
But the overall reason for my decision was influence. I was the only non-fully invested (I feel dirty saying those words) Jazz fan in the family. I watched a lot of games with my grandparents, especially my grandma, and that certainly rubbed off on me, especially when Jordan was gone from 1994-1995.
Coming out of the 90s, I was probably more invested than I would have ever liked. Too many heartbreaking losses. Too many disappointments. Too many seasons ending without the ultimate prize.