I was (probably) still drunk from last night, feeling slightly lost and forlorn, and immediately got a call that changed my life:
The NBA Lockout, after 150 days of monotonous bullshit, is over.
I know you're probably expecting some massive write-up about how resilient the players were, how greedy the owners were or how obstinate both sides were, but I'm sorry, that's not happening. You're not getting some in-depth analysis of what happened and why, because frankly, I don't care.
What I really care about is that WE won. Not the players, not the owners, but us, the fans; the people that drive this business that was subject to such meticulous scrutiny and really make the NBA what it is. We were on the verge of being cheated out of an NBA season by trivial bullshit, and now by some act of divine intervention, we've been spared a whole winter of hockey and curling.
So crack a beer, light up a stogie (word to Red); celebrate. It's time for some fucking basketball...
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