Okay, I know, the title is a bit overboard, but after trying to come up with a better way to put it, well, I just couldn't.
I didn't always feel this way. Growing up a Jazz fan in Salt Lake City during the '80s and '90s I loved the NBA.
When you have the luxury of John Stockton leading your team for two decades, who wouldn't love it?
Looking back on it, I never truly realized how fortunate I was. When Stockton joined the Jazz I was 7 years old. He didn't retire until I was 26. To me, John Stockton was the NBA, and every night he took the floor you knew what you were going to get.
And what was that, you are asking? His absolute best, every night, no matter what. We also had his loyalty and devotion to the franchise.
But it wasn't just John that I loved about the league, it was much more than that. Back in the day it seemed that every team had a certain player that gave the team it's identity.
For example when the Lakers came to town it was Magic, the Celtics had Bird, the Blazers brought Drexler, the Sixers were Barkleys, the Rockets hung their hat on Olajuwon.
I could go on and on. Don't believe me? ...
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