And on the heels of dark foreboding melodramatic statements about how the board is doomed to be inhabited by 3 or 4 goofy homers who only want to wax eloquent about the best start the franchise has ever had, all the old UK guard starts suddenly reappearing, like worms after a good, unseasonably warm fall rain. [Yeah, I can see how the frustrated, best selling author in all of us gets loose like free range chickens on this board]
We lost a tight one to Dallas because OJ Mayo is playing right out of his surreal mind. JKidd, elder statement, makes blunt, hard statements about "returning to one on one ball." Because that was easier than the team ball that got them to 8-1.
Maybe ducks are sometimes really are just ducks. Maybe the sky is really blue.
JR Smith, posing for father of the year pics? Tyson, talking about team identity? The league and even the rabid anti-Knick ESPN'ers getting all gooey over Melo's defense? WallyWorld talking about how the Melo is doing it all, on both ends of the floor? Melo, refusing the bait to talk trash about Houston when Dallas hasn't even happened yet.
Double guessing Woody's rotations. Thoughts on the who and why's of the workings of some new doghouse? Prigs is great/Prigs suhucks donkeykong. Felton/Lin. Fields/Brewer. Drama; you get it when we lose and you get it when we win. The only consistent outlook through it all is that homerism sucks eternally.
And the death march towards injuries and burn out has not even really started yet.
Hold on, all ye Negative Nancy's and Debbie Downers; anti-hope is on the horizon!