okay. here's the plan.

my dad is on vacation in china.

his seats are right behind the warriors bench, so when he's not there, i get his seat. he's always on tv. a good staging point for a voice.

when we had that miraculous play-off run, that was fueled by the fans. we willed that into reality on the shoulders of baron davis and stephen jackson who became men amongst boys because of that faith. and fittingly, the movement was powered by two words-- WE BELIEVE.

we even had t-shirts made, and the entire stadium was a sea of yellow with the words, WE BELIEVE.



our opponents were disconcerted. the w's pull out an unprecedented defeat of a number one seed.

management has since gone back to its destructive proclivities, destroying the very heroes who carried us on our shoulders. they just shipped out stephen jackson to the junkyard of the league with a media dishonorable discharge. we do not treat our heroes this way.

i've got a new t-shirt. i'm thinking about gifting it to our whole section. stirring the seeds of revolution.