Folks,

The time is near. The City of Cleveland, the capital of hopes and dreams, is competing for a championship on Sunday. 

How do you plan to celebrate?  

As a die hard Cleveland fan, I will cry, smoke several victory cigars, and enjoy the finest liquor in all the land. I already told my boss  not to expect me in on Monday if the Cavs win (note: I did not take the day off after the Buckeyes beat Oregon in 2014). 

Alternatively, I may drive to Cleveland, set the Cuyahoga River on fire (again), and chop Terminal Tower down and throw it into Lake Erie. 

Alternatively, this post probably just jinxed it. Alternatively, I will cry in our Charlie Brown-esque failure.