Life growing up as an Atlanta sports fan prepared me for the worst. Consistent moments of cliff-hanging excitement ultimately leading to crushing heart ache time-after-time soften the blows of life's disappointments. Any number of rejection letters for internship programs or scholarships I received while I was a student at Georgia State University didn't compare to seeing the Hawks going to 10 consecutive postseasons with zero conference finals wins or the Braves winning 14 consecutive division titles with only one world championship to show for it. I grew up in the era where Mike Vick emerged as king, before becoming Inmate No. 33765-183- and so goes life.