thirty-seven and six

loss number six came tonite, at the hands of the new jersey nets. one would think, knowing me, that i would be upset. but suprisingly, i'm not. having been a piston fan all my life, not just since they've been hot, i am amazingly comfortable with the loss. don't get it twisted...i did want to see my boys win. but how can i be saddened by a team that has won thirty seven of the first fourty three games. they go to work every night, and make me proud to be a fan. but inevitably...when i go to school tomorrow...all i will hear ALL day will be "Ms. Karnani, did you see your pistons last nite...?" or "Kidd shut ya'll down" and i will just smile and say ok. the worst part of the loss? i didnt get my happy daddy call after the game...reminding me why i became a fan, and why detroit basketball truly means so much to me...