I'm sure there are more than a few of you out there who are basketball fans.
You remember those great Chicago Bulls teams in the 1990s? The teams that reeled off six championships in a span of eight years?
I'd be willing to bet most folks with even a passing interest in the game can recall those teams, especially the group that won the last three of those six titles.
Of course, there was Michael Jordan.
Air Jordan, as he was known, is widely regarded as the best basketball player who ever lived. Another Bulls star was rangy, multi-talented forward Scottie Pippen. Scottie was the ultimate "sidekick," and a hall of famer in his own right.
They also had Dennis Rodman, a flashy, mercurial madman and unquestionably one of the greatest rebounders in the history of the NBA.
And then there was Steve Kerr.
Kerr was not, by any definition, a superstar. In fact, he was often overlooked by fans and the media.
But, Steve Kerr could play ball. A 3-point specialist, Kerr had the uncanny ability to knock down jump shots in clutch situations. Basically, Kerr was a tremendous addition to those championship teams, but was often overlooked by the media and the public.
Thanksgiving has become the Steve Kerr of holidays.
No one gives Thanksgiving the love it deserves anymore. These days we go from Halloween straight into Christmas.
In fact, we hardly even wait for Halloween to end before launching into Christmas. The City of Greenwood began putting up Christmas decorations in Uptown Greenwood BEFORE Halloween this year.
You've often heard jokes about "Christmas in July." Pretty soon we actually will be celebrating Christmas in July.

BUT LET'S NOT FORGET Thanksgiving. It's a great holiday.
First of all, there's the turkey. Oh, that glorious, succulent turkey. It's good on Thanksgiving, even better as part of a cold turkey sandwich the next day.
Thanksgiving is a day when we get to take off work and watch the Dallas Cowboys play. Translation: We try not to choke on our turkey and dressing as we laugh at Cowboys' quarterback Tony Romo piling up turnovers.
The Cowboys are playing the Washington Redskins on Thanksgiving this year. I'm sure Romo will share the ball with the Redskins on Thursday, much as the Pilgrims shared a feast with the Native Americans those many years ago.
(As a side note, in writing this column I went online to check the Cowboys' schedule and make sure they did indeed have a Thanksgiving game this year. A warning: www.cowboys.com is NOT the website for the NFL's Dallas Cowboys.)
Thanksgiving gives us the opportunity to catch up with family members we haven't seen in a while. For me, it's an opportunity to see my Uncle Dave and hear some of his crazy stories. You know those Chuck Norris jokes? Take out Chuck Norris and put in my Uncle Dave and you've got pretty much the same thing.
For instance, there used to be a street named for Uncle Dave, but it was changed because no one crosses Uncle Dave and lives.

MORE THAN ANYTHING, Thanksgiving gives us a time to step back and give thanks for the blessings we have.
I'm thankful for so many things this year.
I'm thankful for a wonderful wife and a smart and healthy young daughter. I'm thankful for good and loyal friends and skilled, dedicated co-workers. (Yes, even photographer Matt Walsh.)
I'm thankful for executive editor Richard S. Whiting, who didn't fire me last week when I posted on Facebook he was looking forward to shopping at Nichole's of N.Y., our newest intimate apparel and, um, "novelties" store here in Greenwood.
Richard doesn't actually shop there. He's loyal to Lucy's Love Shop.
I'm thankful for our local law enforcement officers, firefighters and EMS workers who are there to answer the call at all times of day or night. We're blessed to live in a country where, if you find yourself in trouble, someone will come to your aid - literally as fast as they can - at just the touch of a few buttons on a phone.
I'm thankful this year's South Carolina-Clemson football game will be a showcase of two teams that are highly regarded throughout the nation. I'm also thankful for the South Carolina-Clemson jokes that will undoubtedly be told by fans on both sides this week. Some of the jokes will be new, others so old they have to be dusted off before being told.
Speaking of which, why are there no Nativity scenes on the Clemson campus at Christmas? Because they can't find three wise men and a virgin.
(Send your hate mail to: Scott J. Bryan c/o The Index Journal, P.O. Box 1018, Greenwood, S.C. 29648.)

Trainor is the senior staff writer at the Index-Journal. Contact him at 943-5650; email ctrainor@indexjournal.com. You can follow him on Twitter @IJCHRISTRAINOR. Views expressed in this column are those of the writer only and do not represent the newspaper's opinion.