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Sunday Sundown Rundown - 6/9/13

3 Up

1. College Baseball Super Regionals - For the second week in a row, this makes the top 3. And of course, it has a great deal to do with the fact that I am sick and pretty much relegated to mass amounts of television watching. Either way, thank you college baseball.

2. Tony Parker - That chaotic play of him driving, losing the ball, down to a knee, getting control of himself, peeking at the shot clock, pump faking LeBron James, then just releasing the game-clinching shot was riveting. Just riveting.

3. Yasiel Puig - His hot start has been awesome to watch. Still amazing how the Dodgers just can't win baseball games.

3 Down

1. Being Sick - Not just being sick, but being severely sick. There is nothing like being bed-ridden, fatigued, malnourished, in pain, and being taken away from your day-to-day activities.

2. The Jackson Family - Paris, what are you doing? And to the rest of the Jackson's fighting over Michael's money and tearing this child's life apart, what are YOU doing?

3. Healthcare System - There needs to be a refocus in philosophy on the doctor/patient relationship. I don't believe it's just the doctor's job to get you back to health, but it should be the doctor's responsibility to work with you on getting you back to health. Big difference.

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