Growing up in the early-90's my sporting fandom was shaped by those superstars whose games resonated the closest with me. From Ken Griffey Jr.'s magical swing to Jim Kelly's adept ability to move an offense down the field in the closing moments, I grew to love the teams that had outstanding players.

Now, as I work towards a career in sports journalism, the glimmer might have faded a bit from my heroes of the past, but that doesn't change the magic I saw in them and that they performed on me. The magic that made me a fan.

I'll love sports until the day I die. Someday, the Mariners and Bills will be good again. There might not be anyone happier than me whenever that moment comes.

(Please fire Bavasi and make it happen sooner!)

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