Despite every urge of my body telling me otherwise, I will not follow up the post title by modifying the lyrics of "Chop Suey" by System Of A Down. Promise.
"LUCY INTO YOUR HANDS WHY HAVE YOU FORSAKEN ME!"
Kididng. Totally kidding.
The Sixers are in Utah, taking on a Jazz team they ostensibly should lose to but because this is the Sixers, this is 2012-13, and our anuses have not been ripped open enough this season, they will probably win and Hawes will get a triple double and Damien Wilkins will lead the team in minutes and Evan Turner will continue to frustrate and Kwame Brown will make his long-awaited return and Arnett Moultrie will get ignored because the only thing worse than winning is winning where the stars are bad/not important players and as we all know, you have never Sixers'd until you have well and truly Sixers'd.
It makes sense to me, darn it.