"Under My Heart, Three Clouds of Pain"

Seriously, basketball gods? We finally have an inkling of hope that our beloved Los Angeles Clippers won't totally self-immolate this season, and then you see fit to break Blake Griffin's kneecap? Ah, cruel deities—can you do nothing to reward our years of steadfast devotion? Or are you so incensed with owner Donald Sterling's botched facelift and casual racism that you'll keep punishing us innocent fans 'til approximately the end of time?

A friend of Microkhan tries to make sense of the...