All of us, for all of our differences, share one curse:
Each basketball season, which we look forward to and read about feverishly and discuss ad nauseum and obsesses over?
They nearly all end in heartbreak, in images of players crying and careers being over, every single year.
We are a bunch of masochists
Each basketball season, which we look forward to and read about feverishly and discuss ad nauseum and obsesses over?
They nearly all end in heartbreak, in images of players crying and careers being over, every single year.
We are a bunch of masochists