The NBA Finals, the Super Bowl, the World Series, the Stanley Cup, Wimbledon and the Derby... All Rolled into One.
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You learned it in kindergarten. Maybe earlier. Sometimes you win; sometimes you don't. But do your best, play fair and always be gracious, no matter the score at the end of the game --- nor on which side of it you may fall.
This is a good life lesson, of course, since this journey we're meandering through every day on Earth truly is one big race.
When you consider it, life really kind of is the NBA Finals. the Super Bowl, the World Series, the Stanley Cup (ouch, sorry #Pens fans), Wimbledon and the Kentucky Derby all rolled into one.
Some days, you're struggling just to stay afloat; double-faulting, striking out, fumbling and generally just bringing up the rear. #ComeOnTribe #GetItTogether On others, you're totally on your game and slaying it; making every fade away and jump shot and free throw and layup as if you were, say, sweeping the other team in four games of a conference semi-finals series. #CavsRule #WhateverItTakes #ByeToronto
But whether you and your team are rolling high atop victory's crest or sinking deep into defeat's despair...you shouldn't stoop to poor behavior during or after the game, you dig? This means you DeMar DeRozen. Clocking li'l Jordan Clarkson in the face like that. Poor kid's eye was redder than Rudolph's nose on Christmas Eve, yo.
DeMar, believe me when I tell you that, as a Fervent Cavs fan and more personally, as the gal who always seems to root for the wrong horse, car, player or team in every sport --- I understand frustration born from losing.
But the point is: not only did I never play dirty, but I also always held my head high after every jr. high basketball game and track meet -- and after every 5K, 10K or half-marathon (plus that one full marathon)-- no matter how poorly I did. And I always congratulated the winners because that's what it means to be a good sport, Capisce?
Hang in there, Toronto. LeBron will retire someday. And until then, take it from someone who knows what life's like over in the L column; as long as you can look yourself in the mirror with honor after the game - you've won. Alas, if you acted like a big stupid head; then you just a big old stupid head, no matter what the scoreboard reads at game's end. Just sayin'.
This DEFINITELY means YOU, Lance Stephenson. #HateHimLikePoison
Ps 138:1-2ab, 2cde-3, 7c-8 R. (7c) Your right hand saves me, I will give thanks to you, O LORD, with all my heart, for you have heard the words of my mouth; in the presence of the angels I will sing your praise; I will worship at your holy temple, and give thanks to your name. Because of your kindness and your truth, you have made great above all things your name and your promise. When I called, you answered me; you built up strength within me. Your right hand saves me. The LORD will complete what he has done for me; your kindness, O LORD, endures forever; forsake not the work of your hands. Alleluia See Jn 16:7, 13 R. Alleluia, alleluia. I will send to you the Spirit of truth, says the Lord; he will guide you to all truth.
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