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I wish I could be a casual Jazz fan.

I wish I was a little bit taller. I wish I was a baller. I wish I had a girl who looked good - I would call her. I wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat & a six four Impala.
 
The Dwill team that got the Jazz competitive again sucked me in for the first time since I painted my face and flew to DC for some school trip in 98. The looks of having Jazz painted on my face waling in DC was priceless. I temper my expectations a lot and try to enjoy the journey. The way this year went down just tore my heart out. I still don't believe we were the worse team especially with the breaks. I'll probably still follow a lot, but it will take a lot for me to open myself up by considering us a contender again. I think next year is going to be much more difficult. There is such an amazing window that is open right now. Too bad it's not for us.

To be fair we caused the CP3 BG DJ clipps to be dismantled, I thought we were going to break up the PG/KL clippers and Ingles was going to be PGs Daddy like in his OKC days. I think this sting goes to our grave tbo. I guess it was our turn to get upset. Though it gives me no peace.
 
Well I've been a fan for 41 years now I guess. I first became a fan at age 10, in 1980. I was a die-hard fan through junior high and high school. I won an honor in junior high that allowed me to be an honorary ball boy the year Karl Malone was drafted, which was pretty incredible. Got to be there for about a dozen games and some practices. Met the team got a Daryl Griffith jersey signed by pretty much everybody. That's under lockdown.

Pretty much the only time I didn't follow them very very closely was during my mission from 89 to 91, but even then my dad was sending me newspaper clippings and trying to keep me informed of how they were doing.

Heck I can remember of course the finals years. My whole family was at my house in 97, for "the shot", and we all went nuts and caused our elderly neighbor to ask us why we were being so loud the night before.

In 98, sitting in front of my computer on the dial-up modem, I remember hoping against hope that maybe we could pick up Anton Jameson, even knowing we really had no hope. But it was my first real foray into internet fandom. And it was also a mere 3 months or so before my cancer diagnosis. And I can tell you the Jazz went a long way to helping me maintain my sanity through a long year and a half of cancer treatments. And of course the disappointments that come with early outs in the playoffs. But that was okay I knew we had just witnessed something special.

I remember Jerry Sloan taking that rag tag team nearly to the brink of the playoffs, and how much fun that season was.

Then of course we had our highest draft pick ever and drafted Deron Williams. Not long after we acquired Carlos boozer. I was very high on Andre kirilenko, and really thought with him boozer memo and D will that we had the core to really compete. Too bad that never materialized.

From that point forward, Donovan Mitchell, and Rudy Gobert, have brought probably the most hope for me since John Stockton hung up his sneakers. I felt for a while now that this team could be special. So I will say that the way this playoffs ended this year, might be the single lowest point of my 40 years of being a jazz fan. I thought this year we had the best chance our franchise really ever had of breaking through and winning a championship.

And now, I'm pretty jaded. I'm beginning to think there's not just a glass ceiling, but one made of rebar reinforced concrete, that we will never break through, at least not in my lifetime. And I have given the most thought this year to hanging up my own sneakers, and becoming a casual fan, if not simply bailing out on the NBA entirely.

With the emergence of super teams, and the fact that Utah for the last 40 years has been such a very difficult draw for free agents, and even for trades, heck remember even Mike Conley was rumored to have killed the trade in the first place, so even the nicest guy in the NBA didn't really want to come here. And now, there is a lot of uncertainty.

The Lakers will undoubtedly add another star, even if an aging one, and a couple more good solid role players who want to chase the ring, and after a summer to recover they will be at full strength. Brooklyn has now had a full season to play together, and an off-season to get healthy, and retool to fill in the gaps, again likely with aging but very solid role players and stars, to fill out the end of their bench. And now with the emergence of the Suns, who I really am hoping win it all this year, and look to likely only get better next year as they can roll the whole thing back, and retool a little bit to fill in their gaps. All while the jazz are looking more and more fractured, and fatally flawed.

I honestly don't know if I have the energy to go through one, two, or even three more rebuilds, in the hopes that maybe we can get back to the Western Conference finals, just to be knocked off by the latest super team. Frankly that all sounds highly depressing.

So I have a lot of thinking to do this off-season. I know I'm not going to just stop being a fan, that's like saying I'm going to stop being a Mormon, even if you have a firm belief that it isn't the right thing for you, it's not that easy to let it go. So we'll see what they do in the offseason, and maybe they can pull a rabbit out of a hat, yet again, and actually be more competitive next year. Although my gut tells me not to really hope for that. Because odds are we will have a difficult time adding pieces that can counter what the true contending teams can add this off season, and not even just because our cap situation is basically ****ed, but just getting the guys to come here, like Batum was rumored to have just flatly turned us down. Batum. Not even a permanent rotation piece. Add to that the fact that I have now almost completely lost my faith in anything the front office can do, and I feel very strongly that Quinn Snyder has been exposed, and is not a coach that can lead a team very deep into the playoffs.

So all of this means I went from being the highest I have maybe ever been on this team, minus our finals years, to being just about as low on this team as I ever have been. That's a pretty big distance to crash.

So I'm going to take a wait and see attitude, but I'm going to try very hard not to invest anything emotionally in this team until I see what they can put on the floor.

Sometimes Life comes at you pretty fast, and not in a mad cap Ferris buellerian way, but in the real way that feels like a gut punch, and it makes it look like the problems of being a Utah Jazz fan are just not worth carrying anymore, all things considered.

I Guess we'll see.
 
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LogGrad98 said:
Well I've been a fan for 31 years now I guess. I first became a fan at age 10, in 1980. I was a die-hard fan through junior high and high school. I won an honor in junior high that allowed me to be an honorary ball boy the year Karl Malone was drafted, which was pretty incredible. Got to be there for about a dozen games and some practices. Met the team got a Daryl Griffith jersey signed by pretty much everybody. That's under lockdown.

Pretty much the only time I didn't follow them very very closely was during my mission from 89 to 91, but even then my dad was sending me newspaper clippings and trying to keep me informed of how they were doing.

Heck I can remember of course the finals years. My whole family was at my house in 97, for "the shot", and we all went nuts and caused our elderly neighbor to ask us why we were being so loud the night before.

In 98, sitting in front of my computer on the dial-up modem, I remember hoping against hope that maybe we could pick up Anton Jameson, even knowing we really had no hope. But it was my first real foray into internet fandom. And it was also a mere 3 months or so before my cancer diagnosis. And I can tell you the Jazz went a long way to helping me maintain my sanity through a long year and a half of cancer treatments. And of course the disappointments that come with early outs in the playoffs. But that was okay I knew we had just witnessed something special.

I remember Jerry Sloan taking that rag tag team nearly to the brink of the playoffs, and how much fun that season was.

Then of course we had our highest draft pick ever and drafted Deron Williams. Not long after we acquired Carlos boozer. I was very high on Andre kirilenko, and really thought with him boozer memo and D will that we had the core to really compete. Too bad that never materialized.

From that point forward, Donovan Mitchell, and Rudy Gobert, have brought probably the most hope for me since John Stockton hung up his sneakers. I felt for a while now that this team could be special. So I will say that the way this playoffs ended this year, might be the single lowest point of my 30 years of being a jazz fan. I thought this year we had the best chance our franchise really ever had of breaking through and winning a championship.

And now, I'm pretty jaded. I'm beginning to think there's not just a glass ceiling, but one made of rebar reinforced concrete, that we will never break through, at least not in my lifetime. And I have given the most thought this year to hanging up my own sneakers, and becoming a casual fan, if not simply bailing out on the NBA entirely.

With the emergence of super teams, and the fact that Utah for the last 30 years has been such a very difficult draw for free agents, and even for trades, heck remember even Mike Conley was rumored to have killed the trade in the first place, so even the nicest guy in the NBA didn't really want to come here. And now, there is a lot of uncertainty.

The Lakers will undoubtedly add another star, even if an aging one, and a couple more good solid role players who want to chase the ring, and after a summer to recover they will be at full strength. Brooklyn has now had a full season to play together, and an off-season to get healthy, and retool to fill in the gaps, again likely with aging but very solid role players and stars, to fill out the end of their bench. And now with the emergence of the Suns, who I really am hoping win it all this year, and look to likely only get better next year as they can roll the whole thing back, and retool a little bit to fill in their gaps. All while the jazz are looking more and more fractured, and fatally flawed.

I honestly don't know if I have the energy to go through one, two, or even three more rebuilds, in the hopes that maybe we can get back to the Western Conference finals, just to be knocked off by the latest super team. Frankly that all sounds highly depressing.

So I have a lot of thinking to do this off-season. I know I'm not going to just stop being a fan, that's like saying I'm going to stop being a Mormon, even if you have a firm belief that it isn't the right thing for you, it's not that easy to let it go. So we'll see what they do in the offseason, and maybe they can pull a rabbit out of a hat, yet again, and actually be more competitive next year. Although my gut tells me not to really hope for that. Because odds are we will have a difficult time adding pieces that can counter what the true contending teams can add this off season, and not even just because our cap situation is basically ****ed, but just getting the guys to come here, like Batum was rumored to have just flatly turned us down. Batum. Not even a permanent rotation piece. Add to that the fact that I have now almost completely lost my faith in anything the front office can do, and I feel very strongly that Quinn Snyder has been exposed, and is not a coach that can lead a team very deep into the playoffs.

So all of this means I went from being the highest I have maybe ever been on this team, minus our finals years, to being just about as low on this team as I ever have been. That's a pretty big distance to crash.

So I'm going to take a wait and see attitude, but I'm going to try very hard not to invest anything emotionally in this team until I see what they can put on the floor.

Sometimes Life comes at you pretty fast, and not in a mad cap Ferris buellerian way, but in the real way that feels like a gut punch, and it makes it look like the problems of being a Utah Jazz fan are just not worth carrying anymore, all things considered.

I Guess we'll see.
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You keep saying 30 years. Probably to hide the pain that it’s really been 40 years since 1980. But yes. It’s a hard dilemma. I thought I’d tune stuff out for a little bit but here I am still posting the same kind of **** I was when I was 16. My dad essentially tuned out this year. My brothers have been the casualist of fans and are the annoying type to only speak up when things are going south. I don’t follow football or baseball. I don’t follow college sports. I’ve never known what it’s like to have my team win it all. I’m hoping to one day have that experience, and to pull out to be a casual almost has me feel like that experience wouldn’t be the same without all this necessary foreplay that will enhance the final experience. But then the other end of this is that it could be playing with fire if my life as a fan ends up being a massive case of blue balls.
 
LogGrad98 said:
Well I've been a fan for 31 years now I guess. I first became a fan at age 10, in 1980. I was a die-hard fan through junior high and high school. I won an honor in junior high that allowed me to be an honorary ball boy the year Karl Malone was drafted, which was pretty incredible. Got to be there for about a dozen games and some practices. Met the team got a Daryl Griffith jersey signed by pretty much everybody. That's under lockdown.

Pretty much the only time I didn't follow them very very closely was during my mission from 89 to 91, but even then my dad was sending me newspaper clippings and trying to keep me informed of how they were doing.

Heck I can remember of course the finals years. My whole family was at my house in 97, for "the shot", and we all went nuts and caused our elderly neighbor to ask us why we were being so loud the night before.

In 98, sitting in front of my computer on the dial-up modem, I remember hoping against hope that maybe we could pick up Anton Jameson, even knowing we really had no hope. But it was my first real foray into internet fandom. And it was also a mere 3 months or so before my cancer diagnosis. And I can tell you the Jazz went a long way to helping me maintain my sanity through a long year and a half of cancer treatments. And of course the disappointments that come with early outs in the playoffs. But that was okay I knew we had just witnessed something special.

I remember Jerry Sloan taking that rag tag team nearly to the brink of the playoffs, and how much fun that season was.

Then of course we had our highest draft pick ever and drafted Deron Williams. Not long after we acquired Carlos boozer. I was very high on Andre kirilenko, and really thought with him boozer memo and D will that we had the core to really compete. Too bad that never materialized.

From that point forward, Donovan Mitchell, and Rudy Gobert, have brought probably the most hope for me since John Stockton hung up his sneakers. I felt for a while now that this team could be special. So I will say that the way this playoffs ended this year, might be the single lowest point of my 30 years of being a jazz fan. I thought this year we had the best chance our franchise really ever had of breaking through and winning a championship.

And now, I'm pretty jaded. I'm beginning to think there's not just a glass ceiling, but one made of rebar reinforced concrete, that we will never break through, at least not in my lifetime. And I have given the most thought this year to hanging up my own sneakers, and becoming a casual fan, if not simply bailing out on the NBA entirely.

With the emergence of super teams, and the fact that Utah for the last 30 years has been such a very difficult draw for free agents, and even for trades, heck remember even Mike Conley was rumored to have killed the trade in the first place, so even the nicest guy in the NBA didn't really want to come here. And now, there is a lot of uncertainty.

The Lakers will undoubtedly add another star, even if an aging one, and a couple more good solid role players who want to chase the ring, and after a summer to recover they will be at full strength. Brooklyn has now had a full season to play together, and an off-season to get healthy, and retool to fill in the gaps, again likely with aging but very solid role players and stars, to fill out the end of their bench. And now with the emergence of the Suns, who I really am hoping win it all this year, and look to likely only get better next year as they can roll the whole thing back, and retool a little bit to fill in their gaps. All while the jazz are looking more and more fractured, and fatally flawed.

I honestly don't know if I have the energy to go through one, two, or even three more rebuilds, in the hopes that maybe we can get back to the Western Conference finals, just to be knocked off by the latest super team. Frankly that all sounds highly depressing.

So I have a lot of thinking to do this off-season. I know I'm not going to just stop being a fan, that's like saying I'm going to stop being a Mormon, even if you have a firm belief that it isn't the right thing for you, it's not that easy to let it go. So we'll see what they do in the offseason, and maybe they can pull a rabbit out of a hat, yet again, and actually be more competitive next year. Although my gut tells me not to really hope for that. Because odds are we will have a difficult time adding pieces that can counter what the true contending teams can add this off season, and not even just because our cap situation is basically ****ed, but just getting the guys to come here, like Batum was rumored to have just flatly turned us down. Batum. Not even a permanent rotation piece. Add to that the fact that I have now almost completely lost my faith in anything the front office can do, and I feel very strongly that Quinn Snyder has been exposed, and is not a coach that can lead a team very deep into the playoffs.

So all of this means I went from being the highest I have maybe ever been on this team, minus our finals years, to being just about as low on this team as I ever have been. That's a pretty big distance to crash.

So I'm going to take a wait and see attitude, but I'm going to try very hard not to invest anything emotionally in this team until I see what they can put on the floor.

Sometimes Life comes at you pretty fast, and not in a mad cap Ferris buellerian way, but in the real way that feels like a gut punch, and it makes it look like the problems of being a Utah Jazz fan are just not worth carrying anymore, all things considered.

I Guess we'll see.
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Beautifully said. It's depressing to take a step back and realize that these opportunities are so difficult to come by in a league with 30 teams. You really have to take advantage of those golden opportunities. We're not the first to blow it either. Celtics over the past 4 years, the Harden Rockets, the Durant / Westbrook Thunder, Nash suns, the 90s pacers / Knicks / Jazz... so many teams that could have won it didn't capitalize. And that's just the NBA. Could you imagine being a Bill's fan losing the Superbowl 4 years in a row?

Being a sports fan is rough
 
infection said:
You keep saying 30 years. Probably to hide the pain that it’s really been 40 years since 1980. But yes. It’s a hard dilemma. I thought I’d tune stuff out for a little bit but here I am still posting the same kind of **** I was when I was 16. My dad essentially tuned out this year. My brothers have been the casualist of fans and are the annoying type to only speak up when things are going south. I don’t follow football or baseball. I don’t follow college sports. I’ve never known what it’s like to have my team win it all. I’m hoping to one day have that experience, and to pull out to be a casual almost has me feel like that experience wouldn’t be the same without all this necessary foreplay that will enhance the final experience. But then the other end of this is that it could be playing with fire if my life as a fan ends up being a massive case of blue balls.
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Oh yeah. 40 years.

**** me. :(
 
infection said:
Hey, I gave you a decade more of misery free of charge. The Jazz will give you the next decade of misery but at a very high cost, both personally and financially.
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Um. So, **** you?

**** the jazz?

Who am I supposed to ****?
 
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