On May 26, 2002, I was at my cousin’s birthday party. In between eating hot dogs, swimming, and other shenanigans I was glued to the television set watching the Kings beat the Lakers by a hefty margin. Then, I had to leave. For the next hour, I had to listen to the game on the radio, but I made it home for one last play. The ensuing events which shall not be named have haunted me for nearly 17 years since. None of that matters, however, because the Kings have finally done it! They have gotten rid of the load they’ve been carrying for almost two decades.
Eat Your Heart Out, Robert Horry
