The Oilers were spoon fed to me like apple sauce since I left the womb, and in the 20 years since I've become a diehard who somehow is a realist, and at the same time has faith when faith should have long been out the window.

I've been an A's fan ever since I made my first baseball team at 10 or 11 and we just happened to be blessed with the green and gold colors and name of the Athletics. That's how it started, but I grew up with the Big Three, Miggy, Chavy, Giambi, and even a sprinkle of guys like Matt Stairs.

It's funny because both my teams come from small markets. Both are smaller cities with with traditionally, smaller payrolls. Both had their glory years before I could walk, and yet, there's something almost beautiful about them that I could never give up.

So that's me...

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