A Metro-west sports writer recently had what I found to be a perfect description of what it's like watching my favorite player:"Ray Allen takes a pass out of the key and fires up a 3-pointer from the corner. Swish. Then another. Swish.Then another, and another. Every shot with an identical stroke and an identical result. Every muscle in his sleek frame repeating the exact twitch or ripple. It's like you're watching a video clip on a continuous loop. So repetitive. So captivating. Then he misses one, and you are stunned."
It doesn't get much better than that.
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