& I feel the same way about the Suns.
You? It's forced, yes, but, I get there by-&-by because I know "your" hatred is palpable. You wanted what we had. You wanted to taste it, revel in it, torment us at attainment. I saw that. It fueled my bile duct, my hatred, my denial mechanism that rules my wasteland. The denial of what others see in my and want to attain it to feather their own cap, yes, but, mostly to spite me.
So, when Duncan's wife blew the whistle, when Florida happened, when Leonard happened, when the Big 3 retired without multiples I was joyous, not sated, but, joyous.
"You" came forward, ferreted us out, drew first blood, I got no problem stipulating to that fact. But, you're short/light, Mugs. Thank Christ.