I found an e-mail Kevin Love sent last week. It was cute. He changed the lyrics of a song and sent them to Ricky.

Good morning to you I hope you're feeling better, baby
Thinking of me while you are far away
Counting the days until your free to pass again
Writing this e-mail, hoping you're okay

Saved you the lockert you used to dress in every Sunday
The one that is warmed by sunshine every day
And we'll get to know each other for a second time
And then you can tell me 'bout your rehab stay

Feels so good you're coming home soon

It's gonna to be good to have you back again with me
Watching the laughter play around your eyes
Come up and fetch you, alley oop passes are so money
Kissing just the net will be so nice

Feels so good you're coming home soon

Running the way we used to run
And it could be so nice
Dunking the way we used to dunk
And it could be so nice

Feels so good you're coming home soon

Feels so good you're coming home soon

Soon is now. Rubio plays tonight. The playoff push begins. It is time to enjoy basketball again.