24 and not one more. How long will I tolerate it?
I tolerated 7 years of AK never gaining a pound or a jumper, 5 years of Boozer being hurt or wanting a trade, 6.5 years of Torey Ellis trying to destroy the team I loved. I tolerated Alfense, Chucker Miles, Roger Baal (twice) I watched Arroyo try to loosen the nails in the floor by pounding the ball for 23 seconds of each possession, I tolerated years of watching my heroes growing older and slower and battled with myself over whether I wanted to see them hang it up or not.
I tolerated Ostertag, an All-star power forward who talked about himself in third person, 21 years of playoff disappointment, Stockton never shooting it enough, multiple jazz teams with no bench, the Eaton illegal defense era of offense, 25 years of Sloan style foul for defense and use up 22 seconds of the shot clock before taking a long jumper.
I tolerated an owner who threatened his coach, his players and a few Denver fans, but cried on the radio when talking about the team and the fans.
I tolerated 20 something busted draft picks, players who didn't want to come, players who couldn't wait to leave, and players that we couldn't get rid of.
I have tolerated 3 uniform changes, KJzz disappearing, 4 radio station changes, Hot Rod mumbling, Locke's voice breaking, Ron Boone trying to get a word in and 5,000 references to Matt Harpring playing football, and more Les Olsen Company Commercials than the FDA will allow.
And I have loved it. All of it. And I will watch this season for all 24 wins and each of the 58 losses.
Go Jazz.