October 29th, 2008: I went to my first ever Knicks home/season opener and what a thrill it was. I was reminded how much I love this team. For the first time since about 2001-2002 (when I was 10!) I felt the passion of Knicks basketball the way I feel the passion for the Yankees, Giants, and Rangers. There was no "Fire Isiah", no Marbury, no Curry, no Jeffries, no Jerome James. It was the team I as a fan wanted the 2008-2009 New York Knicks to be. David Lee, Chris Duhon, Zach Randolph, Nate Robinson, Mardy Collins, Jamal Crawford, and Wilson Chandler. The team was rolling on Wednesday and there was the sense that the team was back. The Garden was rocking. Everyone was excited, out of their seats, screaming for the Knicks!
Then around 9:55 things went wrong for me and my team. My friend Steven and I decided we should try and get the 10:22 train (at 9:55 are you kidding me?) and grabbed a cab to Grand Central. The second we left Miami slowly started to get back into the game. Somewhere between getting out of the cab across the street from Modells and Track 18 I lost my wallet. But I didn't just lose my wallet. I lost my Social Security card, my drivers license, and about $50. It was the most gut-wrenching feeling in the world. Then came the news that the Knicks ended up ONLY winning by 5 after a 22 point lead. At that moment in time I knew that things were f**ked up again. Then the Knicks go and lose in Philly by 20 something last night. Everything was back to normal. We suck, and I'm no longer a God. I'm back to being relegated to an oaf who loses his wallet, $50, social security, and drivers license.
Ignore sports for a minute. Let me tell you about my week, I lost a $50 bet because a friends Red Sox went further than my Yankees, I was in a car crash on Tuesday and got a $100 ticket for having my radio too loud (look, every time "Whatever You Like" by T.I. come on I just have to blast it...its THAT good), I had my wallet stolen with $50 in it, and then my ss card and license. Then on Thursday I sideswiped a brick wall, destroying a little bit of the right side of my car. Imagine if Barack Obama loses the election! How bad would life be for me then?
Now lets get back to sports. I brought up my miserable week to prove a point. Your team can lose and you can be pissed off for a long time (I have anger management so I've felt that) but it could always be worse. You could be in 2 car crashes, lose your identity, and a s--tload of money.
Be thankful that we even have teams to root for!