So a day after the game that will not be named, I stay here and think of how we should approach this game...

To be honest I think the poem by Dylan Thomas sums it up

"Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rage at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light."

If we really are at our end of the Duncan era, If the lock out forces this to be the last year Duncan plays, I say we cheer like we have never cheered before, because this truly may be Duncan's last game... If it is to be that way I say we do not go gentle into that good night, for we do not know if this is really then end of the road...

One more thing, I leave you all with my prediction...

Fuck it Spurs in 7