I'm a Celtics fan, and I currently live in San Antonio, so I would have enjoyed a Spurs win, but in the end, what I got was two straight games of great basketball which I enjoyed more than any NBA ball I have seen in years.

If anything, I am most irritated by the end of Game 6, in which the one truly egregious error by the refs (allowing the Heat to squelch the Spurs last two possessions in OT with no-calls) put a slight patina on a true slugfest.

Now I get to hang out in a depressed town. I don't think any other city I have lived in or near has been so dependent on a single sports team for the mood of the town. San Antonio loves their team in a way that is shocking for me, and I lived in Chicago during the Jordan years.

Ugh. Here's the next week's hangover.