After the Cavs heartbreaking loss last night to fall behind 3-1 in the Eastern Conference Finals, I was especially devastated. Not just because the Cavs had the lead and lost it only to battle back and seem to have the game won only to lose it in overtime, but because it seems barring another King James miracle this much ballyhooed Cavs season will end well before it was supposed to end.
As a Cleveland sports fan I have almost learned to accept disappointment, but it seems the more I try to accept it the more each loss hurts and such is the never ending cycle for the Cleveland sports fan. My love for Indians, Cavs, and Browns was passed on to me by my father, who I wanted to be like and so I naturally started cheering for the teams he cheered for and I feel that most sons follow teams that have been passed on from his father. It is one of those unique bonds that make sports so enjoyable.
Now I am expecting my first child in late July, and if it is boy, (I pushing hard for Mark Price Stromberg as the name) I will put in an awkward position. Do I introduce him to the life of Cleveland sports fan? Or do I keep my rooting interests to myself and let him figure out his own teams? I mean as father can I knowingly bring a life of pain and suffering as a fan of franchises that continually break your heart?
On the other hand how could I allow for my kid to pick teams that he has no true allegiance to follow? What is he picks the Yankees, Patriots, or Lakers? Can I live with my son to root for a bandwagon team?
This my dilemma. I do not want Mark Price Stromberg to feel the pain I have already felt from Cleveland sports, but at the end of the day I want to be the one who takes him to his first Cavs, Indians, and Browns games. So unfortunately for Mark Price Stromberg he will most likely have to suffer through the next 50 years of Cleveland sports futility and heartache.
That is unless Lebron James carries the Cavs to a miracle comeback and a NBA title...
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