I should mention that my aunt and uncle live in San Antonio, which makes us Spurs fans by extension. My dad was actually visiting with them Tuesday and got to spend the evening at their place watching Game 6... much naughty language ensued. But all is better now.

They remain predictable, though. Literally two seconds after the game clock hit zero, our phone rang. Andrew walks over, picks it up, and says, "Congratulations to the 2005 NBA Champion Spurs." A pause. "Yeah, I knew it had to be you!"