Sunday, September 14

Are they trying to kill me?

I'm already weakened by the world's nastiest cold (why does "cold" sound so innocuous? Let's call it "horrible hacking misery" instead, 'kay?), and then Detroit does this. What the hell? Who blows a 16-point lead to win it by one in the last 12 seconds? Oh, lord, I'm going to be a wreck Tuesday night. I really, really want L.A. to lose. We need a new WNBA champion. One that isn't Houston or L.A.

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