My fellow Pacers fans, our long national nightmare is over.
Our team works; our great Pacers organization is one of players and not of superstars. Here the Team rules. But there is a higher Power, by whatever name we honor Him, who ordains not only building with superstars but role players, not only having starters but having a bench, too.
As we bind up the internal wounds of Tmac-gate, more painful and more poisonous than those of foreign wars, let us restore the golden rule to our offseason process, and let brotherly love purge our hearts of suspicion and of hate.
In the beginning, I asked you to pray for me. Before closing, I ask again your prayers, for Tracy McGrady and for his fans. May our former target, who brought dismay and strife to dozens of posters, find peace for himself. May God bless and comfort his wonderful groupies and illegitimate children, whose love and loyalty will forever be a shining legacy to all who bear the lonely burdens of the NBA superstar on a ****** team.
I can only guess at those burdens, although I have witnessed at close hand the tragedies that befell the Boston Celtics after I left, and the lesser trials of other franchises.
With all the strength and all the good sense I have gained from life, with all the confidence my family, my friends, and my dedicated staff impart to me, and with the good will of countless fans I have encountered in recent visits on 40 scouting trips, I now solemnly reaffirm my promise I made to you last July 11th: to not only improve this team's talent, but it's chemistry as well, and to get this team back to the Finals.
The Donnie helping me, I will not let you down.