Like many residents of Los Angeles, the Lakers are probably looking forward to that very first swim of the summer. The searing temperatures of June and July almost guarantee it.
As they float in their respective pools, cupping water in their palms, their attention will eventually move upward. The clouds sidling up to each other, casting shadows in the shallow end until they gradually dissipate. The team should appreciate this moment of refuge. Zen, even. Because like every summer day before and after it, the mirage of carefreeness will fleet. A nestling sunburn the only reminder of a simpler time.