“First? When there’s
nothing?
But a slow, glowing dream?
That your fear? Seems
to hide,
Deep inside? Your mind
…
All alone? I have
cried?
Silent tears? Full
with pride!
In a world, made of steel,
Made of stone …
Well, I hear the music!
Close my eyes; feel the rhythm!
Wrap around – take a hold?
Of my heart!
What a feeling!
Being’s believing!
I can have it all –
Now I’m dancing for my life!
Take your passion!
And make it happen!
Pictures come alive –
You can dance right through your life! …
-- “Flashdance (What A Feeling)” by Irene Cara …
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Perfectly, and totally, predicta …
… Bull.
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Which couldn’t help, but spark this frank reminder of
history:
“No NBA team has ever come back from a 3-0 deficit to win a
series” – espn.com … and Captain Oats.
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Seriously, how do you get that wide open? Game on the line, closing out the series on
the line, and the defense fails that badly … and you’re coached by Coach Thibs,
THE best defensive strategorist in the sport?
Cue the "slow, glowing dream ..." in five, four, three ...
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Wait … what?
Cue the "silent tears? Filled with pride!" in two, one ...
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That group of friends may not speak much anymore. (Especially myself and one of us.) But tomorrow night?
Tomorrow night is about OUR team,
attaining a chance at greatness, no team in the League has ever attained.
6pm. BuKCs. Bulls.
Season on the line.
Be loud, Milwaukee.
Be DAMNED loud, and be DAMNED proud.
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(image credit: bucks.com)
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Only one team in NBA history has ever forced a Game Seven, trailing 0-3. Your 1993-1994 Denver Nuggets … and I should
probably note, that is probably the only time in this site’s existence, the
word “denver” will be appropriately capitalized.
Peoples and peepettes?
I am spent. That Spurs / Clippers classic last night drained damned near every last bit of energy out of me, and
we aren’t even on Night Fifteen of “Forty Days in Forty Nights”.
None of those nights?
Matter as much as Thursday, April 30th.
At The Fortress On Fourth.
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If our Boyz N Blue can take a sh*ttacular 80s song, and turn
it into a rallying cry to fall one game short of a championship? Then let the BuKCs grab this sh*ttacular 80s
song, and parlay it into … whatever happens next.
Because if you haven’t watched this team in the last two
weeks?
Sweet Merciful Jesus – What a Feeling!
You’re seeing “The Greek Freak” develop into a bona-fide
superstar in front of your eyes. You’re
seeing Michael Carter-Williams develop into the talent my dad swore he would
be, coming out of Syracuse a few years ago.
You’re seeing John Henson prove why the 2012 Tar Heels would have won it
all, if he’d been available to play. You’re
seeing (at worst) the fifth best head coach in the League, of all people Jason
freaking Kidd!, somehow bamboozle and outthink and outlast (at worst) the third
best head coach in the League, Coach Thibs.
And keep in mind, the BuKCs are doing this, with their
franchise player, the man who may (hopefully) someday deliver the O’Brien to
the greatest city in America, out since December. (That would be Jabari Parker, for the
uninitiated among you. And yes, Milwaukee
is THE greatest city in America. Go
there sometime if you doubt me.)
They blew an 18 point lead in Game Three.
They are hosting Game Six tomorrow night.
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Five years ago, pretty much on the exact day, the BuKCs faced “Red Friday”: Game Six at The Fortress On Fourth … and whizzed it away.
Here we are, five years later, and Game Six at The Fortress
On Fourth, exists again.
I’ll be amongst the “Walking Dead” at work on Friday. Just like I was today.
I’m so f*cking ready for it.
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“Six years ago, a group of friends and I, adopted the BuKCs
as “our” team.
That group of friends may not speak much anymore. (Especially myself and one of us.) But tomorrow night, is about OUR team,
attaining a chance at greatness, no team in the League has ever attained.
6pm. BuKCs. Bulls.
Season on the line.
Be loud, Milwaukee.
Be DAMNED loud, and be DAMNED proud.”
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Be loud!
God knows I intend to be.
I currently plan to watch the game at Quinton’s in
Waldo. I hope anyone and everyone
reading this, feels motivated to join me.
I don’t promise to be sober.
But I promise to be there. As
close to tipoff as I can be.
Because the second verse to today’s theme, has always been my favorite verse, of that song:
“Now I? Hear the
muse!
Close my eyes? I am
rhythm!
In a flash? It takes
hold,
Of my heart!
What a feeling!
Is believing!
I can have it all –
Now I’m dancing for my life!
What a feeling! …”
Game Six. The Fortress On Fourth.
(Pause). What?
(Pause). You're godd*mned right I'm showing up in my BuKCs hoodie tomorrow! If that arrogant POS Bulls fan on the seventh floor can wear his hoodie all week?
You're DAMNED right I'm showing up in mine!
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