You all thought it was retired. Too battle damaged and thread worn to be taken outside of the house. In fact it has not seen the light of day since the playoffs last year nor has it been washed in years. It was merely slumbering. Waiting for the day that it would be needed the most. It calls to me as it has called to many generations of my family. This shirt has been passed down through the ages, empowering my people with the strength of a thousand Ginos. Today. Today is the day that it mocks the Magic bench as it brings a firestorm of threes upon them. Oh you Magic, the Loom of Fate has called your name. Your destiny is to be but dust settling in the wake of the Celtics triumph.
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