Not again...

Growing up as a Portland Trail Blazer fan has been hard. Ever since the magnificent '92 team's loss to the Bulls in the finals (a team whose talent, I believe, was wasted on then coach Rick Adelman) its been something of a downhill slide. It wasn't all right away, but slowly the talent pot for the Blazers was leaking. There were slight glimmers of hope, but even within that hope there was just flabbergasting awfulness, like the Blazers blowing a 20 something point lead to lose to the Lakers in game seven. Then along comes a younger, post-jail blazers team coming off a rebuilding season with the Rookie of the Year, and a miraculous lottery numero uno pick whose top two candidates were, so I thought, win-win. I have to admit I was on the Greg Oden boat, because despite Durant's phenomenal talents, I thought Portland needed an (almost) once in a lifetime center. Not that I had anything against Durant. It was a win-win. It had to be a win-win, right? Right?! So when they drafted Odin, I was, like most of the rest of Portland, ecstatic (except for those who I would now label as the wise sages who foresaw that Odin's prior injury problems would indeed come back to haunt us). Now Odin is out for the season and Durant is scoring 25+ on a poor Seattle Supersonics team. Another pock mark on an already injury plagued parade of centers (e.g. Walton and Bowie, and even later the old Sabonis...but lets be fair, at least Sabonis was old) not to mention Portland is going to have to put up with the asanine Bowie 2.0 comments. Thank God I can at least watch LeBron James sometimes on ESPN, or basketball would be dead to me this season.