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Same line, different year.

The Sixers underachieve, AI trade rumors abound, and Allen states his desire to stay. It’s happening all over again, and it’s just as sad this year as it was last year.

Allen Iverson is one of those guys who just deserves a championship, but the only way he’s going to get it is probably by leaving the city he loves. Anyone else see Garnett/Iverson/Jermaine O’Neal playing for someone like the Blazers in about 3-4 years, ala Barkley/Pippen/Hakeem? (It’s not a perfect analogy, but remember - we’re on vacation.)

“Yeah, I mean I want to be a Sixer,” Iverson said after Monday’s practice. “It’s all about if the organization wants me to be here. I haven’t changed about wanting to be here. Honestly, I want what’s best for me. I owe a lot to the organization, so I want what’s best for them as well.”

“I think I deserve to win a championship for everything I put in as far as trying to win one, but I’m not going to chase it,” he said. “I can end my career without a championship and be happy with the effort I gave to try and win one.”

We tend to actually believe him when he says that, and we hope it remains his mindset. If Philly wants to trade him though, there’s not much he can do. David Aldridge thinks the Sixers need to choose between AI and Webber…why, when the Knicks will take both of them?

It’ll be interesting how history remembers the guys of this generation - we’re talking AI, Garnett, Webber, Mourning, Kidd, Grant Hill, even Tracy McGrady, who we say only has another year before he’s a full-on Penny. Basically, these are superstars who couldn’t really do it, and none of them have the Michael Jordan excuse that Malone, Barkley, Ewing, et al had.

Our best guess is that they won’t be remembered at all. You guys have no fucking clue, but in 2009, a mad scientist from Panama City, Florida invents something called the Erasermagraphertizer, and on December 14th, 2010, at 3:14 am, everyone on Earth gets permanent amnesia.

So look forward to waking up December 15th, looking down at your Philadelphia 76er bedsheets, and screaming “Oh my god, I can’t remember anything! I don’t even know my name, or what a Philadelphia 76er is!!”

Then you’ll get up, and a little later be like “How can I remember how to read? And why do I know how to speak English?! And that it’s called English!?!? What kind of crazy world have I fallen into?!?!?”

(For those of you wondering about other facets of future life - no, Tom Cruise will never, ever win an Academy Award. Surprisingly, we will - in 2014, for our supportsing role in the remake of Speed. We play “Guy on Futuristic Bus” and pretty much steal every scene.)