On Thursday night, in our own little corner of
The Horsebox (aka: our home away from home during basketball season), with Noel bar-tending (just like last year) and wearing the same clothes as last year (can you tell we're superstitious?), the Miami Heat won their second consecutive NBA championship title and all was good in the world. The Spurs are a great team and classy organization (how can you
not love Papa?!) and the match-up produced exceptional basketball. Although looking back, the games were a blur filled with agita, but the boys showed up for games 6 and 7 and pure elation ensued. With numerous pickle-back shots and bubbly. And possibly some "I Want it That Way" karaoke.

All that celebrating did make the now second annual trek to the NBA store in midtown a tid-bit delayed (as did waiting for
Lebatard's rant - GIVE IT TO ME AGAIN!), meaning they were sold out of the best gear, so the boyfriend & I are left to ordering most of the necessities online. Ahh.. so fresh.

It was a great season, boys! Couldn't ask for more. And now we recover our livers and wallets.
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