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I Can’t Handle This

Loving the Spurs is a hard thing to do. Down by two in Game 5 with two minutes to go. Not cool. The good news: they're playing like shit in the second half. I won't be around at the end of the game for much-anticipated analysis (c'mon, my old neighbor, you know you love it). I've written only three sentences for an article I'm working on. Due tomorrow. Sometimes it takes the inspiration of a Sunday night (or a next-day deadline) to get going on it.

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