I could make up an excuse for why I haven't written in a while...
In fact, I could probably make up a few...
but I won't.
I respect you too much for that.
The truth is, I don't really have much to write about... I've enjoyed these playoffs so much, that they keep me up into the wee hours, and then I wake up late and try to get on with my days...
wait... is that an excuse?
Maybe, either way...
I'm kind of disappointed the Nets couldn't steal another one from the Heat. After taking game 1 in such convincing fashion, Jersey started shooting blanks, making more tough passes, leading to easy turnovers and fast break buckets...
Wade is blossoming even more these playoffs... and I love to see it. Both sides of the floor, simply turning into a dominant force. That series-clinching swipe on Vince was fantastic. The pinnacle. But not at all... there's so much more to see.
Speaking of which... who honestly thought there would be a game 6 in the Cavs/Pistons series?? Let alone one that Detroit would NEED to win to advance to the Eastern Finals. Did someone slip something in my drink? Am I hallucinating? These two are putting up scores that resemble LAST YEAR's Pistons... and the Cavs are WINNING. This is not supposed to be a great half-court defensive team. This is not even supposed to me a TEAM, as much as a one-man wrecking ball. This was supposed to be one game shy of a sweep.
But the Cavs are getting it done. And if they can do it again tonight... Or even Sunday... they'll have made a lot of people look stupid. Myself oh so included. How about that Scoop Jackson article... the one that said the sweep would be the best thing for Lebron?? It looked like 2 games was all it took.
All we need now is for Bosh to be tearing up the playoffs like these two other stars.
Out west... We've still got the Suns and Clippers, which is fun... but it's no Spurs/Mavs. Dallas and San Antonio... the fight for Texas... the old and new Michael Finley (When Dirk Nowitzki isn't signing David Hasselhoff songs, he's telling people to playfully boo uncle Fin - this guy can't buy love)... The Big Fundamental has returned from a regular season in which he went M.I.A... Tony Parker's still slicing through the lane, but now he's got the young (and incredible) Devin Harris hanging off his ass through every screen.
As great as Harris is, though... I don't think Dallas is ready to let Jason Terry go this off-season. Unless they can pull out some theatrics without him tonight (suspended a game for a shadow-punch thrown at Fin) - in which case I'm probably already sounding like an idiot by the time you read this.
This matchup is last round's Suns/Lakers... so tight... I just hope it doesn't falter down the stretch like that one did.
The Clippers are still providing some quality entertainment with the Suns, though. It's just that, when Phoenix gets down early, it's tough for them to catch up because it's nearly impossible to get stops. LA is just too dominant inside. However... with game 7 being played in the desert, I don't see how the Suns can lose.
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With all the playoff talk in the past... the Raptors have started their pre-draft workouts (as you've been reading, I'm sure). I have yet to partake in the coverage... and I have a feeling with my upcoming trip to Spain, that I'll miss out on most of them. Which is definitely unfortunate. However... i WILL be in Spain, so that's pretty good compensation.
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The draft lottery is on Tuesday... that's when things, Raptor-wise, should get interesting... trades can start to be realistically envisioned... and the rumour mill will thus start churning.
I'm ready.
We'll probably speak after the lottery.
Keep those fingers crossed.
Friday, May 19, 2006
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did she say sack?
that scoop jackson article was looking sooooo premature. it was a great article. i think he's a great writer. but after game 4, when the series was tied up, i remember thinking, "scoop, you're getting ROASTED at the office these days". and that continued until the middle of the 4th Q of game 7.
that was fun. i hated lebron (not lebron, but the media/nba dicksucking and lebron pimping that takes place... leave the kid alone, man, stop filling your cup with his juices... yes, i said it) before this series. i still don't relate to his persona, don't like his whining, his powder-smacking-hands-spread before the game, the sense of entitlement i decided i saw in his eyes. but his game is lightning. it's like reading the numbers on your lottery ticket and matching the first...
the second...
the third...
the fourth...
the excitement builds. what else is going to happen?
but detroit proved scoop jackson even MORE right. lebron came THIS close to tasting blood. when a lion realizes that man is not just a skinny, bossy thing but a tasty edible piece of meat, the lion craves it. (yes, i said it).
lebron ALMOST tasted a massive upset. blood. now he's got the summer to deal with his blueballs (yes...), to work on never tasting "THIS CLOSE" again.
it's over. next season, lebron owns. the finals are his. and he'll be tested again. and if he loses then, he'll spend the summer learning to quench the craving, learning about what it takes to go over the top.
OMG!! I just got back from the Bahamas like 10 min ago and i was on a plane during the lottery and i am still in shock about the raps luck! Bryan Colangelo is some lucky mofo :-o good thing he is on our side
WHAT? Still no PORN!?!?!
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