Sometimes I ask myself why I follow the Dallas Mavericks so closely. After all, there’s more heartbreak than joy. It’s that way with most sports. And the Mavericks have a tendency to make frustrating decisions, again, and again, and again. It doesn’t take long to remember why I watch this team play so much, though.
There are certain times in your life where things line up almost perfectly, where there’s enough circumstances to make you believe in fate, destiny, and miracles. And when there’s a sports team involved, well, it’s even more magical.
I moved to Dallas in the summer of 2005, renting an apartment in Mesquite with my cousins Manuel and Danny.