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I don't remember the one in '72 too well, I was still shitting my diapers.
I do. I was 10 and begged my parents to let me stay home from a family outing so I could watch game 5 because I knew they were going to clinch it. Then, I couldn't wait to get to the basketball court the next morning so I could pretend I was Gail Goodrich.
