When last I left you, I had no voice. Or, at least, I had very little voice. This was not a good thing. I use my voice to make my living. I had lost my voice via the expedient of shouting exhortations and curses. This was during game seven of the Boston Celtics NBA playoff series against the Atlanta Hawks. The exhortations, which were directed towards the Celtics, and the curses, which were ...