The Tradition and Importance of Bonding
Ever since I was a little kid, Cleveland sports spirit has run through my veins. Growing up, I have fond memories of listening to the Cleveland Cavaliers games on the radio while riding around with my father in his pickup truck and watching the Browns on the tv lose week in and week out. I’ll never forget the family trips we would take to the ballpark to watch the Indians play. Born and raised in Northeast Ohio, my father is a diehard Cleveland fan, and he passed the tradition along to me. Omar Vizquel, Grady Sizemore, Travis Hafner, Charlie Frye, Phil Dawson, Lebron James, and Zydrunas Ilgauskus were just a few of the superstars that I idolized growing up. Typically, Cleveland has been the place to go if you’ve ever been craving heartbreak and furstration. For 52 years, my fellow diehards (and myself for the 19 years I’ve been alive) went without a championship, but that did not hinder our dedication. Losing didn’t bother us, and it still doesn’t, because we have such a deep love for the city and its teams. Here we are in 2016, and I’m witnessing one of the best years in Cleveland histroy. With the Cavaliers winning the NBA Finals Championship and the Indians in the World Series with a chance to win another championship for the city, here I am thanking my dad for passing on the tradition. For my whole life, my dad and I have bonded over Cleveland sports. It was our go to and the thing that we both loved. I never felt closer to him than I did watching game 7 of the NBA Finals when Kyrie Irving hit the game winning three pointer to defeat the Golden State Warriors. Nothing can ever make me forget that moment. You better bet that I will be watching the World Series games with him as well because nothing comes between us and our beloved Indians.
Everyone knows that fathers and sons are supposed to bond over things like sports, hunting, fishing, fixing things, and, eventually, drinking beer. My bond with my father may be a little stereotypical, but I wouldn’t trade it for the world. No matter how bad or how good our teams may be, my father will always be there cheering them on with me. A few weeks ago, my cousin called me and told me that he and his wife were having a baby boy. This was extremely exciting news, and it made me start thinking about how I want to have kids some day. I started thinking about having my own son and how I want to share the same relationship and experiences my father and I shared with my own son. The tradition must live on! My thoughts then shifted from my own fatcher-son bonding to father-son bonding and overall parent and child bonding in general. In my opinion, the true basis of a parent’s relationship with their child is how closely they connect. Connection derives from bonding, so every parent should strive to find something they and their child can bond over. Even if you don’t have your own kids, there will most likely a significant child or person in your life. I encourage you to find something you have in common and exploit it. If you wish to become closer with someone, find a bond. Everyone deserves to experience what my father and I shared, and I hope that everyone has the opportunity to do the same with somebody one day. Bonding makes memories that will last a lifetime, so go out there and make some.