People. Places. Things.
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This has been mulling around in my head for a while, so I thought I would share it.
Every time I go to a sporting event, or just watch a really important game on TV (The Super Bowl, playoffs games, etc…) It’s always fascinated me to see everyone’s reaction and how the viewers get so caught up in the moment.
The excitement and tension in the room is palpable, and every new moment bring a visible reaction from everyone present.
When I was at a sports bar watching the Mavericks sweep the Lakers in game 4, it was a full house, and our table alone had over a dozen people all there to cheer the Mavericks on. People were chanting “Let’s Go Mavs” and “Beat LA” and “4-0”. We clapped at every basket made and cheered for every stellar play. The farther along the game went the more rowdy our reactions became. We were screaming at the top of our lungs, throwing our hands in the air, and when the game neared the end, the entire place was on their feet. People who had never met before had camaraderie simply from cheering on the same team. Everyone walked out of the place with grins plastered on their faces (Except for the few Lakers fans present…*ahem*).
The more I see such occurrences, the more I feel like that display is what humans were created for. We were made to cheer, yell, scream, and jump for joy. We were made to have a connection with other people who share in that joy. We were created to get caught up in the moment a victory can bring, and the feeling can last for days. We were absolutely made for that. We were made to worship.
My dad and I were talking about this last night when Dallas had outscored the Lakers by 20+ points in the first half.
We were happy, but we weren’t comfortable. We can’t forget that second loss against the Trailblazers. You know, the one where we ended the third quarter 67-49 only to lose the game 84-82. The one where we outscored by 20 point by the Trailblazers in the 4th quarter.
Yes, we won’t forget that loss any time soon, and neither will the Mavericks.
I think that was demonstrated really clearly yesterday. Even when they were ahead by nearly 30 points, they didn’t stop bringing the heat. Given, the Lakers appeared to have given up by that point, but we sure hadn’t taken that opportunity to take a breather and relax. It totally paid off for them, and if they keep that spirit going in to the Western Conference Finals, I will look back to game 4 against the Trailblazers that I just KNEW we would win, and when my Dad and I were torn away from our hotel television by my mother to go eat dinner with my brother and his friends, we did it knowing that we could check the scores and see a win.
I was so shocked when I checked the scores during dinner that I reloaded the page on my phone 3 or 4 times. I couldn’t believe it. How could we play so well only to blow it in the 4th quarter, the time when the Mavericks are supposed to bring their A-game.
I’m not going to forget the devastation of that loss, and I pray that the Mavericks won’t, either. That loss was absolutely worth the lesson learned from it.
So today in the anniversary of VE-Day, signifying the end of World War II in Europe in 1945.
Today, the Mavericks beat the Lakers in a 4-0 sweep by simply dominating them in every way possible. A great victory.
Is it wrong that I see a connection, here?
Lakers fan who invited me to watch the game: We got this.
Me and everyone else in the sports bar: BEAT LA!
Manager of the sports bar: I'll buy his meal if LA wins.
My Dad: I remember waiting in line to buy tickets for playoff games in the 80s
My Mom: And when we actually went it was the VERY TOP ROW of Reunion Arena
Me: Wait...When was this?
My Dad: 85...No! 1986
Me: Was mom pregnant with me? :-O
My Mom: Yeah! And I was having to walk up all those stairs!
Me: I WAS AT A MAVERICK PLAYOFF GAME? OMG! MOM! Thank you, I love you! *Hugs* Happy Mother's Day! Oh, did we win the game?
My Mom: I don't know, ask your dad.
My Dad: Yeah, we won.
Me: My mind is blown right now.
My Mom: (Talking about Lamar Odom) What's with his yellow shoes? That is so tacky!
Laker Fan: That's part of the uniform!
My Mom: No it's not! If it were they would all be wearing yellow shoes. They need to coordinate their outfits.
My Facebook Status: Beast Mode Dirk! I like it!
Entire Sports Bar: BEAT LA! BEAT LA! BEAT LA!
My Facebook Status: I'm gonna be hoarse after tonight! Make it happen, Mavs!
Entire Sports Bar: BEAT LA! BEAT LA! BEAT LA!
My Facebook Status: Do you taste that? It's the flavor of 3-0. Sweet, huh?