I apologize for the lateness of this article, but I was always told never to say, or in this case write, anything when you’re upset. It seems it’s only taken me (*looks at watch*) six days to get over the Timberwolves series loss to the Houston Rockets.
Don’t get me wrong, it wasn’t all bad. We had some good times, didn’t we?
I saw a lot of things that gave me hope for the future. Like maybe Derek Rose still has some MVP left in him or something else that isn’t so ridiculous. And let’s not pretend that anyone in Minnesota actually thought that the Wolves would win the series.