“Fifty years ago, a wide-eyed kid in Detroit had a religious experience. It was partly a baptism and partly an epiphany, but mostly it was an illusion. It was that rite of initiation that occurs in the life of every sports fan, that moment when he sees something so magical that he comes to believe that anything, absolutely anything is possible.”
- Our own Bill Morris recalls The Thanksgiving Day Massacre
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Innocence
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“Fifty years ago, a wide-eyed kid in Detroit had a religious experience.” I’ll allow it.
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