Willingly, I went to this game.  On a random rainy Wednesday night in March, a school night mind you, I willingly paid for tickets to watch the 28-35 Utah Jazz against the 30-32 Chicago Bulls.  Willingly.  We Jazz fans are a different breed. Come hell or highwater, come blowout wins or losses, we show up … Continue reading Keeping the Tortured Fandom in the Family