Since open letters are passe, here’s an open string of texts to Gordon Hayward:
gordon …
did you hear your name? did you hear the voice of the crowd at the end of game 4, chanting “gordon hayward,” over and over, and then over and over, again? …
your name echoed off the cement walls, off the steel beams overhead, off the court, off the minds and hearts of the patrons on hand …
of course you heard, because you waved as you walked off the floor …
nice gesture, acknowledging the fans …
afterward, ...
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