Hi my name is Sober and I'm an addict.
It started when I was just a kid, growing up in Utah, the Jazz were my only fix. I was born in the early 80's, but my first real memories of the Jazz were in the early 90's with Stockton, Malone, and Eaton (man I hated Eaton). As a teenager I experimented with other teams, but my main go to was always the Jazz. I was completely hooked watching the '97 playoff run at my friend's house. I vividly remember all of us running around the house screaming when Stockton hit that 3 to clinch the series vs Houston. Moving outside of Utah shortly thereafter just increased my mania for the Jazz. I was at college in Ohio when I found this message board and have spent way more time lurking and now posting than I think is healthy. It's difficult to find real Jazz fans outside of Utah and so this board has been my connection to likeminded sickos.
As an addict I've done some irrational things, some that I'm not proud of. I remember sneaking my walkman in to school with the earphone going through the sleeve of my hoodie to secretly listen to sports talk radio the day after a game. As an adult I've neglected work and family to watch, listen, and read about the Jazz. I've spent entire days at work hitting refresh on Jazzfanz and not getting anything done during a trade deadline day. I've been home, "sick" for free agency opening days. I remember neglecting my entire extended family on a 4th of July picnic when we were expecting the Hayward news (I still maintain it's my family's fault for scheduling a picnic on the day of some major Jazz news). Living on EST currently, I sacrifice my health to stay up way later than I should to finish Jazz games.
If you are reading this then you are on a Jazz message board, months after the season has ended and months before the season will begin. You are likely a Jazz addict. What's your story and what irrational things have you done to get your Jazz fix.
It started when I was just a kid, growing up in Utah, the Jazz were my only fix. I was born in the early 80's, but my first real memories of the Jazz were in the early 90's with Stockton, Malone, and Eaton (man I hated Eaton). As a teenager I experimented with other teams, but my main go to was always the Jazz. I was completely hooked watching the '97 playoff run at my friend's house. I vividly remember all of us running around the house screaming when Stockton hit that 3 to clinch the series vs Houston. Moving outside of Utah shortly thereafter just increased my mania for the Jazz. I was at college in Ohio when I found this message board and have spent way more time lurking and now posting than I think is healthy. It's difficult to find real Jazz fans outside of Utah and so this board has been my connection to likeminded sickos.
As an addict I've done some irrational things, some that I'm not proud of. I remember sneaking my walkman in to school with the earphone going through the sleeve of my hoodie to secretly listen to sports talk radio the day after a game. As an adult I've neglected work and family to watch, listen, and read about the Jazz. I've spent entire days at work hitting refresh on Jazzfanz and not getting anything done during a trade deadline day. I've been home, "sick" for free agency opening days. I remember neglecting my entire extended family on a 4th of July picnic when we were expecting the Hayward news (I still maintain it's my family's fault for scheduling a picnic on the day of some major Jazz news). Living on EST currently, I sacrifice my health to stay up way later than I should to finish Jazz games.
If you are reading this then you are on a Jazz message board, months after the season has ended and months before the season will begin. You are likely a Jazz addict. What's your story and what irrational things have you done to get your Jazz fix.
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