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76ers' Sunday Morning Shootaround: An Ode To Doug Collins

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The Philadelphia 76ers are on pace to win roughly 30 games this season, far more than most people envisioned back in October. Brett Brown is single-handedly sabotaging the tanking movement, which is all the more reason to appreciate the work of the Sixers' last head coach.

We miss you, Doug.
We miss you, Doug.
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Doug, We're Missing You

(set to the tune of "I'll Be Missing You" by Puff Daddy feat. Faith Evans and 112)

[Verse One: Thaddeus Young]
Seems like yesterday it was the status quo
We begged to shoot 3s, you told us no
Couldn't post up on the block for show
Notorious, they got to know that
Life ain't always what it seems to be
We're winning too much with Sam Hinkie
Even though you're gone, we still a team
I miss you tearing down my self-esteem
In the future, can't wait to see
Who we'll draft, maybe Mitch McGary
Reminisce some time, the night they took my friend
Exit strategy? I can't comprehend...
When it's real, feelings hard to conceal
Can't imagine all the pain I feel
Give anything to read half your texts
I know you're still collecting those "consultant" checks

[Chorus: Everyone on the team except Evan Turner]
Every shot we take, every move we make
Every single day, every time we play
Doug, we're missing you
Thinking of the day, you left your DNA
What a bond to break, made us cry like Drake
Doug, we're missing you

[Spencer Hawes] I miss you, Doug...

[Verse Two: Spencer Hawes]
It's kinda hard with you not around
With you, we'd still have Kwame Brown
Watching him not play for you
Every day, he wouldn't play for you
'Til the day we meet again
Always a winner, not a champion
Memories give me the strength I need to proceed
I pray we're not the 8th seed
My thoughts, Doug, I just can't define
Wish I could turn back the hands of time
7 to the 6, throwing up mid-range bricks
Losing games to the Knicks
Setting picks, talk shows, they would rip you on
I still can't believe you're gone
Give anything to read half your texts
Want to be the Ace of Spades in all of your decks

[Chorus]
Every shot we take, every move we make
Every single day, every time we play
Doug, we're missing you
Thinking of the day, you left your DNA
What a bond to break, made us cry like Drake
Doug, we're missing you

[Tony Wroten] Sam Hinkie, tell me why...

[Interlude: Tony Wroten]
On that morning
When this season's over
I know
We'll be in third place

[Outro: Everyone on the team except Evan Turner]
Every night we play, every shot we take
Every move we make, every single day
Every night we play, every shot we take
Every move we make, every single day
(repeats)

[Hawes]
Every day that passes
Is a day that we get closer
To being .500 again
We miss you, Doug...
And we won't stop
Brett says we can't stop...
That's right
We miss you, Doug...
[music fades out]