I’m worried. I’m scared. I’m pessimistic. Part of the objective of writing this piece is that I hope to be able to look at it three months from now, six months from now, or a year from now, and have a good, deep laugh. If I want to truly understand how wrong I was, I have to put digital pen to paper and document what I’m feeling right at this very moment. Maybe, in the end, I will be able to consider this a significant moment in time, because it is the moment when everything began turning around.
I have lost almost all confidence in the Detroit Pistons' 3.