How vain it is to sit down to write when you haven't stood up to live?
"Still to this day
I got the tape of Bust-a-Bucket
I get chills pre-game when they play the trumpets
Commemorating Big Luc, Kevin Duckworth
Dedicated to this Rip City
For those that never jumped ship
Just to swim back swiftly
Loyal when we broke the streak
Still scalping a ticket
Shouting from the nosebleeds
Carlesimo-to-Mo Cheeks
We stuck through it
The razing, the losing
The playoff drought in this youth movement
I felt the pain of the uprooting
Dunleavy-after-Adelman
The brutal of phase of Nash-to-Steve-Patterson
Remember Jim Jackson
Jumping up with JR Rider shirtless
That January night when Mighty Mouse caught fire
8 triples and his teardrop was merciless
It was closed curtains…"