And you wonder why Stern was once such a happier, less overbearing, ruler. Look at all the happy faces, even Bill Laimbeer's. The hair that floats in the air like Jordan at his finest. Look at all the fans, clearly with money, engaged by the game, and not locked away in a luxury suite, in an advanced state of first-rate entertainment and spiritual edification. The Hall and Oates soundtrack is just the icing on the cake for what was most certainly a perfect era.
â†µWe're on the outside looking in; that's Eden, and we're stuck in the cold trying to figure out how to cook mutton stew. Or buy it from LeBron's operation.â†µ
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