Come back

Bring it back, J-Kidd.

I think it just hit me. There are no NBA games tonight, the night that the season was set to begin. Would I have had time to watch tonight? Probably not, but the thought that, okay, there really are no games has come upon me. And it stinks. There goes an expression, that you don’t miss something until it’s gone. Well, there you go. I miss the NBA. Although I can no longer name 90 percent of the league’s players like I could back in the seventh grade, basketball is still, by far my favorite sport to watch. Sure, I’ve been enjoying the NFL lately and baseball had a nice postseason, but neither is basketball. And nothing can replace basketball, more specifically the NBA. Not college basketball (although it does come close), not streetball, and no other pro sports league. The NBA is the NBA. Irreplaceable. Where amazing happens. Except, unfortunately, for this season. It’s where nothing happens. And I’m going to miss it. The NBA Finals in June was the best Finals in recent memory. For now, it’s the latest memory of the NBA we can hold on to. I’m not going to talk about the 7-letter L-word here, or any negotiations or other random stuff that goes with it in this post. This is all about the NBA. I want my Eastern Conference semis, triple-overtime, take a 3-2 series lead only to lose the final two games league back. Bonus points if you know what game I’m talking about. 

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