Lakers vs Kings game 4, Horry's 3-pointer and my last palpable sense of destiny and lore that surrounds a team on their march towards a championship. I think that with each Laker dynasty that pass, so goes a chapter of memories-like a bundle a kindling binding together-stored away for those times when my soul needs a warm reminder of when times where better than okay. 

The 80's were all about being a kid. From my elementary years and beginning of middle school, it was all about showtime! The fluidness and tenacity of Magic, Byron, Coop, Rambis, Kareem, and Big Games James was only over shadowed by their teamwork and will to overcome all odds.