I’ve been a fan of the Cleveland Cavaliers for as long as I can remember. While the Indians were easily the dominant team of my childhood (my family made a lot of trips to Old Municipal, which was about four miles from my house), I have a lot of fond memories of the Cavalier teams of Price, Nance, Daugherty, and Williams. These were great teams that had the misfortune of repeatedly running into the buzzsaw that was Michael Jordan and the Chicago Bulls. I was ten years old when Jordan hit The Shot in Game 5 of the first round of the Eastern Conference Playoffs.