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Ladies and gentlemen, it’s getting close.

After what’s felt like the longest summer in the history of mankind, we’ve reached that special time of year when everything feels fresh again. The air is getting cooler, the leaves are starting to change, Washington’s football team is somehow already in a hopeless state of despair.

And in the midst of it all, you start to get that familiar feeling, that sensation that pulls you back in every year. In a way, it's like extended grieving because it always starts with denial in early fall and ends with a muted acceptance in springtime. Indeed, season is the appropriate term here, because just like the four climate cycles that define our year, we end up just as excited to celebrate the arrival of a new season as we are to kick the old one out and avoid it for as long as possible.

I’ll be the first to admit there was a time this summer when I felt like I wouldn’t be able to muster up the strength to endure another year of this, but on this fall equinox, I’m ready to declare this pretender’s mind has been changed:

I’m ready to argue about Otto Porter again.

I hope the rest of you are as well. Wizards basketball should be fun too.