America—at least in its own imagination—stands for certain things. For the idea that hard work and sound judgment bring success, and that success deserves celebration. That winners should be celebrated as long as they play by the rules. That teamwork, leadership, loyalty, and excellence all count for something. And that’s why the San Antonio Spurs, currently riding a stupendous run of 19 straight victories, are America’s favorite professional basketball team.
Except, of course, they aren’t.
I so relate to this, and I guess a couple of you do, too.
The rest of you have probably been ignoring the basketball playoffs for weeks and could not care less whether the Spurs are America's favorite or least favorite professional basketball team. [Or perhaps you have wondered why would a "spur" be a good mascot?]
Maybe you have entirely different NBA favorites. Or maybe you turn to football, soccer, or baseball to get your kicks and give your loyalties. I'm guessing that for some of you, college sports always has and always will trump those staffed by professionals.
There are also among my friends, who have already tuned me out in favor of sorting your yarn or to return to your kvetching about The Game of Thrones.
There are, however, few clubs that match the Buengers' psyche more than the Spurs. No side orders of drama, peevishness and petulance, impulsive bad behavior, or narcissistic attention seeking. Step up. Work together. Do things right. Appreciate the success of those around you. Even if it is boring (although, really, is winning ever boring?).
Tonight the Miami Heat and Indiana Pacers will decide who goes forward to face the Spurs in the Championship Series. I'm hoping for a physical clash of the Titans, where all the starters have to play more than their usual minutes and the game is not decided until the last seconds.
Davis and I have been and will continue to wear Spurs black for good luck (and most of you know Vickie in Black is a pretty rare occurrence).
I've even been sleeping in the Spurs shirt Davis silk screened for me for Christmas. He actually made one for each of us, which we wore like we were identical triplets (awkward or not) when we went to SA for a real live game.
So, tonight, Pacers and Heat. . . play hard! By Thursday the mantra will be Go Spurs Go!