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Whoever picked the finalists is brain dead. Just kidding! But really.

Yes!:D

To the tune of "Here comes Sanata Clause"

There stands Rasho N.

There stands Rasho N., there stands Rasho N.,
Camping in the key
Jose and Marco and all his bitches
Giving up the threes...

I guess what kind of light Bargnani is in in that stanza depends on your definition of "stuff" :P.

I thought we were supposed to post a copy of the lyrics here? ...Nevermind.

Raptors Ball

Slashing through the lane
In their Nike Shox
Through defenders they go
They’re shook out of their socks
Soles on sneakers squeak
Making ankles snap
What fun it is to scream...