The only things more consistent in my life than being a Warriors fan, is the consumption of air and water. Yes, my blue and gold allegiance runs thicker than food or family (both I love dearly), in terms of how daily routines go.
I cannot exactly pin down how many times I’ve exited the 880, walked up the North Gate steps, and watched the Warriors play basketball live in the flesh– but it’s a lot. Like, a lot, a lot. It’s truly been a blessing and a privilege to attend so many games throughout my life. It’s my favorite place to be on the planet, by far.
In fact, my first concrete detailed memory as a human being, is being at a Warriors game just before turning three years old. I can still vividly hear Dick Callahan’s distinct and comforting voice say “At the line for the Warriors, #20 Terry Teagle, shhhhhoooooting two-oo.” But allow me to get to the f’n point.
As an unintended consequence of the Dubs meteoric success, the vibe of the arena has changed. Trust me, it has, tangibly and undeniably so. One, we have become accustomed to winning, almost every game. Two, the price to attend has skyrocketed, making it less realistic for “diehard” fans to attend as often as they like. Oracle, often referred to as “Roarcle,” has noticeably lost its steady decibel level. Does it still get loud AF? Yes, it does. However, it doesn’t get as loud, as often, or as needed, like it used to.
So I type here today, with a challenge– whomever is in attendance, tonight, Game 5 of the WCF, down 3-1, don’t just be at the game, be a part of the game. Give our guys what they need, and what they used to have nightly– the best and most intimidating home court advantage in the NBA. Don’t just cheer when things are going well. Get up, make noise, clap, when inspiration is needed. Vibe is contagious. It fuels our team and pressures our opponent. The feeling in the arena tonight, is up to us, not the players on the floor. The volume is not a response to what we witness, but rather a foundation we provide, encouraging and willing the outcome, together in unison.
I will be there. And I will lose my voice, win or lose.