I don’t know. I really don’t know. What do we do, what do we think, as a fanbase following a string of losses like the ones the Nets have just went through —and are still going through? Do we keep watching? You know the old train wreck thing?
If the Nets were a person, like a real human being, and they caused me this much agony and frustration and pain and stress, my therapist would tell me to just cut them out of my life. No more Nets. No more fourth quarter collapses. No more hands on my head, standing in front of my TV in disbelief.