This is being written with complete sincerity: I’m sorry.
I’m sorry for having doubted the Bucks and their ability to decimate teams. I’m sorry for thinking that routinely giving up 50 points to opponents in third quarters would be a problem. I’m sorry for even mentioning the departure of He Who Shall Not Be Named in my most vociferous of early-season complaints. I’m sorry for declaring Milwaukee’s veteran acquisition’s as mistakes; I will declare them to be mistakes exactly one week from now instead. I’m sorry that you’re now getting tired of seeing me write I’m sorry.