O.k, we haven't won the series yet.  But after all the years of coming short against the Spurs, and having to put up with their mostly ignorant and obnoxious fans, I figured it was about time we sent a message back: we don't forget, and we don't forgive.

Premature?  yes, a little, but I have a little more class than to kick a man when he's completely down and out. 

On the other hand, poking him when there's still a pulse, stoking the flames of that fading piece of hope, so that it burns a little brighter and hotter, will make it all the sweeter when that light finally extinguishes itself, and the Spurs fade back into the darkness.

It is important to let the Spurs fan know that not only did they have no chance, whatsoever, but the fight they did put up, feeble as it was, gave us as much concern as a bug impacting against the windshield of a speeding truck.

Just two last words:  *suffer bitches*.