The Fan's Prayer
Our Mavericks, who art in Dallas,
Hallowed be thy game.
Thy Finley come, Cuban's will be done,
on jumpers as it is on fade-aways.
Give us next game another win,
And forgive us our free-throw dominance,
As we forgive Spurs who dominate inside.
And lead us not into foul trouble,
But deliver us from technicals,
For thine is the Nowitzki and the Van Exel and Nash
Now and Forever