Fans raced for spots along the fence, and our heroes slapped our hands while we chanted "Let's Go Mavs!" and "MVP!" Then Cuban did doughnuts on the Tarmac before leading a procession of expensive cars through the gate. (It was hard to see makes and models in the chaos, but I do remember Dirk's head sticking out of the sunroof of a surprisingly small Miata-sized sports car.) I've bought Cowboys Super Bowl T-shirts in questionable roadside stands on Garland Road, seen Brett Hull lead the 1999 Dallas Stars to a thrilling Stanley Cup victory in triple overtime and cheered my beloved Texas Longhorns to a championship win in the greatest Rose Bowl ever, but this tops them all. And it's not even over yet--so bring on the Suns, and I'll see you on the fence. --Noah Bailey