I’m not Clark Howard. I’m no consumer advocate. When I go to games, I get in free. But I feel, in light of current events, I need to say something:
Were I a paying sports fan, I could think of worse ways to dispose of my disposable income than buying a ticket to watch the Hawks play.
They’re not just good. (And they’re very good.) They’re fun to watch. They play hard. They guard people. They pass the ball. Sometimes Joe Johnson still dribbles overmuch and Josh Smith reverts to the excess of youth, but this happens less and less. If your impression of these Hawks was formed a few years ago, you need to look again.
I don’t know that they’ll win the NBA title, but I’m reasonably certain they’ll win at least 50 games. And I know we Atlantans tend to come fashionably late to such soirees. I’m not telling you what to do, but I am making a gentle suggestion: If you go now, I’m guessing you’ll come back.
There have been good Hawks teams — the Lenny Wilkens bunch of the 1990s, to name one — that I didn’t much like watching. These Hawks get me both ways: They win and they entertain. And they play real basketball with a spirit not always on display in the NBA.
As I said: I get in free, so I’m probably not the greatest judge. But even if I had to pay for a seat, I’d consider paying to watch the Hawks. They’re the best team in Atlanta, and they have the potential to become the best team we’ve had in a long, long time.