"Look, no one's given up, and no one's tuned out Richie," said Harper. "We're trying every minute of every game. I still get goose bumps when I'm heading toward Reunion Arena for a game." He shook his head. "But it's tough. The ride home never feels good. I've never, ever lost this much. You know what? I feel like I'm slowly losing my hair over this." He laughed. "Then I'll finally be in style."
At least Harper sleeps easily at night. Adubato goes home and puts on the videotape, frequently torturing himself until dawn. "Only one thing has kept me sane," he says. "When I walk in that door, I see my two-year-old son, Adam, and he looks at me and smiles. He doesn't know about records and losing streaks. Far as Adam knows, we're undefeated."
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