Column: When “next year” is finally this year

Arielle Berger | The Post

I was motionless. My hands covered my face. My eyes were glazed. My heart galloped.

I sat still for minutes, which felt like hours, after so many days and so many years.

Petrified. Through Kyrie’s shot. Through LeBron’s free throw. Through the horn sounding and ensuing celebration: Cleveland won a championship.

I wept. (continue reading at The Post) 

This story originally ran at The Post on June 20, 2016.

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