This one hurt. Oh but did it hurt. I just got a text message from a fellow fan who shall remain nameless and it summed it up for a lot of us I think: "kill me now because i cant wait another 20 years." Sigh.


In what should have been a "Celebration, bitches!" has instead turned into a queasy make you want to hurl everywhere type of series. We should have tied this series tonight. That was the way it was supposed to be! We are now trailing the series by two games and may very well be handed a five finger slap right across the kisser on Wednesday night.



As you can see yet again, my score card. I apologize again for the empty spaces as I started to slowly be beaten down by my love Wade and my homie Broxton and cared little about how accurate I made it. I hope that the key yet again helps you follow along and that you at least laugh with me or at us. Either way doesn't matter. I accept your scorn.



I'll be back Wednesday night with my score card for Game 4. I hope to have several of these little guys: =) =) =)