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" My, that was bracing! As if humanity needed more proof of Satan&amp;#039;s reach; more evidence that our notional Justice is but a flimsy scrim; another cruel joke at the expense of our fatuous refusal to embrace the sad truth that Mother Nature herself is just a nom de guerre for the hostile, hateful, unholy force that through the green fuse drives the flower, which \u2014 as Dylan Thomas, a huge NBA fan, maybe, had he lived, wrote \u2014 is also and forever our destroyer: The Miami Heat, beloved of the bath-salt zombies lurking under every overpass from Coconut Grove to Biscayne Bay, heroes to the half-wits who prefer gold to goodness, have won another crown.  You expected something else? You thought that Micky Arison, billionaire owner of the Heat and, as CEO of Carnival Cruise Lines, the global Duke of Dysentery, would come out adrift and stinking like his poop-cruise clientele? That some kindly basketball god would drive a stake through the lump of hardened pus that beats once per century in team president Pat Riley&amp;#039;s pallid, sunken chest? That the whore of Akron, LeBron James, would be repaid with anything but glory for his treachery? Wrong. Wrong. And wrong again. Other than that, it was a pretty good night at the Raab house. The boy lit up his Xbox after the game to cleanse his NBA2K13 squad of the Heat&amp;#039;s Shane Battier, whom he traded for Luis Scola. That came not long after Earvin &amp;quot;Magic&amp;quot; Johnson told Dwyane Wade, &amp;quot;You are the most unselfish person on the face of this earth,&amp;quot; which offered what parenting experts in their idiocy might call a teaching moment, a chance to remind my son that there will never be any shortage of fools in this world and that despite the mountainous evidence of our ears and eyes, words still have meaning, or should. Which reminds me that it would be wrong not to find a good word for the San Antonio Spurs, noble paragons of selfless play, a team in the truest sense, built upon the timeless bedrock virtues of sport at its sweaty, savvy best, who nevertheless choked on a championship in the waning seconds of Game 6, and thereby made possible \u2014 nay, inevitable \u2014 the triumph of evil. Losers. "^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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