I have come to loath streaks... I feel so let down afterwards. That's twice now this year that some damn "streak" punched me in the gut like a little pigtail girl high on sugar. Oh little pigtail girl, why do you despise me so?
Anyway, it was nice while it lasted and they did a hell of a job. But why Boston? Anyone but Boston (and LA) I could have handled. Oh well, that's over now. Let us focus on the rest of the season and still be on top. If we can make it out of the 1st round and shut those damn naysayers up, I will be a happy man. Aching with a sore gut, but happy none the less.
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