For the Minnesota Timberwolves, winning finally feels real - ESPN
IT WILL NEVER AGAIN be this dark, this early. At least that's what the rotation of the earth promises. It's the darkest day of the year, though it's all a matter of inches, seconds and minutes. Statistically, though, the proclamation is sound. The sun is already threatening its departure at 4:15 p.m. in downtown Minneapolis, hovering above the brown roof of the Target Center, pulling thick grey clouds over itself like a blanket. It would all seem especially doomed if not for the fact that Christmas is also four days away. Anyone who will talk to you here, in the spirit of polite Midwest conversation, will tell you that it's cold, sure. But not really cold. Not yet. The worst is yet to come. For now, the outdoors is buzzing with a kind of general excitement (even though, to be clear, it is still 32 degrees).
