I Remember as a kid loving basketball. I would sit in front of the television watching the Bulls. I knew a lot about basketball and all it took to win. I used to love watching with friends and family. We would eat, scream, and cheer, all for the love of the game. The Bulls would win and the city would celebrate in their own way. On our street people would ride in their cars screaming they won. Playing music and hanging out….Me my way of celebrating was different since I was a kid. I would cut up small pieces of paper , in their colors of course and scream with joy. While throwing my confetti paper I made. All for the love of basketball. I miss it so at times so I peek from a distance….