To be honest, when I first heard about the lockout I was not a bit alarmed. I figured the players and owners would be wise enough to create a bargain and play ball. Boy was I wrong. The official NBA season was suppose to begin next week. November 1st to be exact. Now it has been pushed back to November 15th. With no deal in the making the reality is it will be pushed back even more. How much longer can I take? No games until December, January, or February would just be plain torture. No games at all this season would just be cruel and unusual punishment. If I am denied the privilege of witnessing the return of D-Will to ESA, the return of Jimmer to Utah, or the return of Kyle Korver in those sexy socks I will be greatly upset.
What people don't understand is the Utah Jazz is way more than just a basketball team to me. They are my form of therapy. When things aren't going well I know I can always depend on my Jazz to brighten the mood: Win or Lose. When I need a break from reality I know I can just go sit in the stands of Energy Solutions Arena and my mind will be cleared. When I need a reason to scream, shout, cry, or smile I know Jazz Games will always present that opportunity. Needless to say, I have grown attached and passionate for the Jazz. Miles of memories have been created because of Jazz games. Bonding moments and relationship builders that were crucial points in my life were often centered on Jazz games.
I wish there was more I could do to end this lockout. All I can do now is sit, wait, and be patient. *sigh*
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