"Much have I traveled in the arenas of gold
And many goodly squads and kingdoms seen;
Round many western conferences teams have been
Which bards in fealty to Dirk’s bounce
Oft of one high expanse had I been told
That deep-browed German ruled as his demesne;
Yet did I never breathe as pure serene
Till I heard Twitter speak out loud and bold
Then felt like I some watcher of the skies
When a new planet swims into his ken;
When like stout Duncan when with robotic eyes
He star’d at the Maverick – and all his men
Look’d at each other with a wild surmise –
Silent, upon a tight rope in a Dirkus Circus."
-J.E. sKeats of The Basketball Jones
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