I am way too attached to the point where it's probably scary.
After a win I'll be in my brightest green and after a loss I'll be in all black to mourn the loss.
I yell at the TV screen/players to the point where it's questionably unhealthy.
I yell at Tony Allen the most. From the moment he touches the ball I'm yelling "BE SMART TONY", "DON"T TURN IT OVER TONY", "PROTECT THE BALL TONY".
Prior to the official pointing which direction/team will posses the ball I'll point myself.
I clap very loud.
I often beg our players to dunk the ball when trying to finish. Specifically with Big Baby, KG, Rondo, Paul, and Ray - all of whom are capable of throwing it down in somebody's face/with a hand contesting them.
Today I'm in a terrible mood. Receiving text messages like "your boys blew it last night" and "0-13" cripple me, yet I'm never in any type of "panic-mode" as I've heard others fall into.
I believe in Doc, the system, Ubuntu, and the championship/competitive nature of our squad 1-12 (and of course Scal as well).
I want Greg Dickerson to get a promotion and I never want to see Gary Tanguay say anything ever again.
I'm invested in this team to the point where I feel like I know the players/personalities, when obviously that couldn't be farther from the truth.
I feel like I get more upset than Thibs does during a defensive breakdown, yet I feel like I fist-pump harder than Doc does when Ray makes a huge bucket.
Based purely on observaion I would love to be Clifford Ray's assistant, Ed Lacerte seems like a genuine stand-up guy, and Bryon Doo I feel could have a stronger interest in the teams success.
I"m what you call, a true die-hard Fanatic.