I remember when I was in 1st grade when I started to watch a little bit of basketball. The first team I watched were the Golden State Warriors. Later, I remember reading about Joe Smith and I thought the Warriors were a good team. They had guys like Latrell Sprewell and Chris Mullin (who ended up being my favorite player) and I just kept following the team. I didn’t know any better. All I knew was that the NBA was full of great superstars but the Warriors were my team and maybe they were stars too. They weren’t, according to the commercials and advertisements they would air on national TV. I didn’t know any better. I thought the Warriors were good.
As the years went by, the Warriors did not play well. They drafted poorly. They overpaid bad players. They didn’t win. They had so many coaching changes. Just a lot of bad moves. Yet I still followed them. I remember Scott Burrell, Vonteego Cummings, the false hopes of the 1999 season and losing great players like Gilbert Arenas while booing an owner during a jersey retirement ceremony.