I’m basically a pretty nice guy, but in past lives (if you believe in that sort of thing) I must have been a real bastard. How else do you explain growing up with the New Orleans Saints and the Chicago Cubs as your two favorite teams,? And for good measure, ending up just outside of Washington, DC and, for no explicable reason, finding myself a Washington Bullets Wizards fan.
Actually, there is an explicable reason for the Wizards thing, and that reason is Michael Jordan. Already a Cubs fan, I started following Jordan and the Chicago Bulls during his rookie year and, until Tracy Porter made me fall out of my chair one night in February 2010, that was my only brush with rooting for a championship team. So when he came to DC and announced he was returning to the court I figured, what the heck, I’ll see what these Wizards are all about. Much to my chagrin I found out, but it was too late. My DNA must predispose me to loving losers.
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