Through the Sleepless Nights
Science and religion, earth and the cosmos have fused.
For weeks, I have tried to put my finger on what it is about the playoffs these days that seems so limiting, so much (ironically) less compelling than the regular season. During the Bulls and Lakers dynasties of the past 15 years, I had the feeling that I was watching MJ/Scottie/Kobe/Shaq with all the world. There was a sense of universality to the whole exercise. These days, I don't know. Eighty percent of those polled on ESPN.com said they wouldn't recognize Josh Howard if they saw him at a restaurant. So lonely.
Without further delay, I give you the greatest thing on the internet, and in some ways the best evidence and justification for the sentiment expressed above:
Thank you, Calvin.