Tuesday, February 26, 2008

An open letter to T-Mac

Dear Mr. McGrady,

Alright, I know I've said some things in the past about your heart.  I'm not sorry.  But for now, we need to put all of that behind us.

The Rockets need you.  

They need you to go to the hole, create havoc, and take over.  They need you to be a leader.  They need you to realize the insane amount of talent which you spent your youth gathering and your adulthood squandering.  

You need them, too.

You need to bring this team together becasue this may be your last chance.  You're not getting any younger, and with your injury history, no one knows if you'll get a chance again.  Do you want to be the one who can't win in the playoffs forever.

Can this be done?  Absolutely.  If you can get your front court developing, there is a lot of latent talent and heart in Scola and Landry, and if you can become the center of attention again, they won't have to do too much.

So, that's it.  Time to step up.  As Milhouse Van Houten said, "Men don't get their moo-moo from a ba-ba, they get their moo-moo from a big boy cup."

Signed,
No Blow Too Low

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