I have been extraordinarily lucky in my life as a sports fan and I say that fully aware that luck in sports fandom usually means willingly signing up for decades of emotional trauma interrupted by brief, glorious bursts of hugging and cheering with strangers in parking lots. My first hit of championship euphoria came early. I was nine years old in 1969 an age when your biggest responsibility should be remembering where you left your baseball glove and somehow I stumbled in