I tried not to care. That lasted 11 games. I’m totally wrapped up. I love this team.
I love Roddy Buckets. I love the 85 year old PG we have who just does every thing right. I love Dirk’s new drives to the basket and his weird combination of FU attitude and WowdidIreallyjustmakethatclutchbasket face, I LOVE Carlisle’s hair-I mean it’s never out of place and yet it doesn’t look all Jimmy Johnsonish, I love that we win without half our team playing, I love that Drew Gooden upheld his reputation as a goofball by falling down on the game-winning play last night despite NEVER GETTING TOUCHED. I love it all. JJ, the Jet, even Damp (so far). I especially love the other half of STN’s favorite player-Bowflex.
I know. I know they’ll let me down. Rationally, I can look at this team and understand that they’re NOT going to win the championship. That our realistic ceiling for this year is the second round of the playoffs. But I tell you what, I’d rather root for this team, that I love but won’t win, than I would for the whiney arrogant bitchy Celtics or the ego driven Los Angeles Kobe’s and God knows I’m not going to root for any team with Shaq on it or the shit-don’t-stink Spurs.
I know one of those teams will win.
I don’t care.
MFFL!