I woke up this morning with a horrible sore throat. I haven't really done much today to make it better, although I did guzzle some OJ and I've been lying around taking it easy.
Game 5 is tomorrow, and I am stoked to see the passionate, smaller, older, and beaten up Celtics play the more svelte, lengthy, yet still roughed-up Lakers leave their hearts on the parquet floor.
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