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This was April 12, 2013. We had just three minutes to go in a game with the Warriors. I realized right away that it was torn. First, I felt it, and then I looked down and saw it curling up the back of my leg. Still, I tried to walk on it, tried to figure out how to play around it. It became evident fast, though, that I should take the free throws and get the hell out of there.