Thursday, November 19, 2009

Take A Firm Grip

On your heart, that is. Because if you care about anything, it's a given that your heart will be broken several times in your life.

I was expecting that, last night. I mean, first in the division and second in the conference and the opposition is a team specifically designed to shatter hearts; the reality check was in the mail. Sixty percent of the starting lineup is out for the count -- as a side note, I'm really worried about Dampier, if all it was was food poisoning or stomach flu, he'd be back in uniform by now.

I expected to have my heart torn out and ground into powder.

And it was torn out . . . but my guys picked it up, dusted it off, and gave it back.


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