Jealousy is the thief of joy

For the first time in a long time, it’s been a Sixers-free NBA postseason.

While that stinks, I actually welcomed watching stress-free, high-level basketball over the past couple of weeks. After not watching nearly as much of the regular season as I typically do, I went into the postseason with an open mind. It’s been worth it. The series have been (mostly) really good, well played and competitive. It’s been very enjoyable to watch.

Until last night when jealousy set it in.