I'm Back

So, I've decided to start writing again. Not entirely sure why I chose to take this sabbatical in the middle of the NBA Playoffs, where I would have had plenty to write about my favorite sport, but it happened. I'll chalk it up to finals time, laziness and a minor case of alcoholism. Either way, I'm back kids. Chris and Sanchez may contribute from time to time, but they apparently have better things to do with their time than  put up with my immature bullshit, so no guarantees.

I thought about going through everything that happened while I was gone, then decided that there's no use living in the past, and the last thing you want me to do is ramble on about the Celtics demise or how much I hate the Heat.  Fortunately, we have the German Moses, and possibly Rashard Lewis, to thank for rescuing us from the monster that is Lebron, or as I lovingly call him, the next Karl Malone. Good for Dirk, but I'm ready to look forward. And by forward I mean to the shittiest draft in recent memory and free agency, providing that there's actually a season to be had.

Here's to hoping I can get back into my blogging groove.