It appears to be the theme (apart from 1st Round knee destructions) in these year’s Playoffs. Early in the series, one team goes into the cusp of winning a game, lets it slip away & has people think “There’s no way they’re winning the series after blowing that game.”

Dallas had it happen twice in Games 1&2. First this…
I was too lazy couldn’t find the sequence that had Dirk being the reigning NBA Finals MVP & coaxing the young Thunder into a foul before that play to put the Mavs up by one that would’ve been game. But as it turns out, Marion plays good defense, not allowing KD to go where he originally wanted to, forces him to make that spin and take a tough jumper/floater over his and 7’0 Ian Mahinmi’s outstretched arms. With about 14 feet of arms challenging the shot, it kindly bounces in. That was big, since it would’ve been an entirely different series had the Mavs stolen Game 1 (Plus the stat that have almost 80% of the teams winning Game 1 going on to win the series). But the Mavs were right there again in Game 2 in a back & forth during the final minutes of the game. Down one with less than 30 seconds left, Dirk had his go to one-legged fade tease the rim before bouncing off. So if losing Game 1 wasn’t the series yet, this one did the job. Instead of going back home up 2-0, they’re in a hole teams hardly ever get out off. And really, they never came as close as they did in the first two games again. And that was that, a 1st Round playoff exit for a defending champ. Dunno when that happened last, but it sure feels like a long ass time.

In case you wanna see how close that Dirk fade was to bouncing in, skip to 2:22..
Memphis had home court and came out looking like a really bad matchup for Lob City. Everything was clicking, and they were stifling everything from the other L.A. team. You know what happened next---a college student bets $25 on the Clippers when they were down by 27 (he would’ve won $15,000 right then if the Clips were to come back), the Clippers hit a three to ‘trim’ it down to 24, his friend bets $50 more, and they go on to win $41,000 after an improbable Clipper comeback to steal Game 1. And while the series would go on the full route, in a series that goes the full seven games, you always look back to the one were you let a 27-point lead slip away.

With the Bulls up 12 with just over a minute left, Tom Thibodeau felt like he wanted to let reigning MVP Derrick Rose get valuable end game feel after coming off an injury riddled season. So what happens next?     
Pop. Season over. The three-team Eastern Conference race just lost a contender.

This would’ve been more painful had I realized earlier that the Spurs were a basketball cyborg sent back through time to make fans realize how the game should be played. So knowing what I know now, the loss of my beloved Lakers in Games 2 & 4 in their series against Oklahoma no longer elicits tears.

You know what happened. After getting ass-rammed by the Thunder with a gigantic black dildo in Game 1, the Lakers came into Game 2 looking old & overmatched. So what do they do, they get World Peace in retro defensive form, they control the pace with the play of their two bigs, and they force the flying Thunder into a dog fight. In a game where you seemingly needed three possessions to overcome a three-point lead, the Lakers had a 7-point lead with just over two minutes left. My insides were smiling. After the Game 1 embarrassment, we were going back home with the series tied and with home court advantage. Wrong.
Heart broken. Dreams shattered. But whatever, we had a veteran team & a series don’t start ‘til a team wins on the round. I was doing everything I can to keep believing. You know like a true fan & not some yearly (or worse, ‘roundly’) bandwagoner would.

So the Lakers come into Game 3 learning a few things that worked on defense & knowing what they had to do to have a chance to beat this superior team. Eventually they take Game 3 & had fans thinking, shit---we should’ve been up 2-1. The sentiment went from “Shit, this Thunder team might be too good” to “Shit, we actually stand a chance and should be up in the series right now.” I suppose the Lakers knew as well that they had to drag this team to a dogfight every single time to win. And that’s exactly what they did in Game 4’ controlling the pace, and eventually building a double digit lead halfway into the fourth.
As I was watching this live, I was like “Fuck yea, we’re about to tie the series & have this Oklahoma team coming back home feeling vulnerable even though the series is only tied but we should’ve been up 3-1.” But for the second time in three games, heart broken, dreams shattered. I found myself shaking my head for a full 15 minutes before actually saying a word. That was our season & “another year wasted in Kobe’s life.”

So yea---that’s the “Coulda-Woulda-Shoulda” theme of this year’s Playoffs. As in—The Lakers could’ve had Chris Paul & Dwight Howard playing alongside Kobe. The Black Mamba would’ve had seven rings by now (on the verge of an eighth if the first coulda was real) if Malone wasn’t injured in 2002, and Gasol wasn’t such a gigantic flapping vagina in 2008. The Lakers should’ve beaten the Thunder in the second round for the right to have their asses handed to them by the Spurs in a surgeon’s plate. But no—Duncan & LeBron will meet again in the Finals after 5 years. The Heat will lose back to back Finals. And Duncan will win his 5th ring after winning his first 13 years ago. Damn you, Mayans! 
 
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To help distract from the pain, I’m gonna’ have to take off my purple & gold cloak and try to objective for the first part of this. Look, that was exactly the kind of game (at least for the first 46 minutes) that the Lakers needed and hoped for coming into the series & more so coming off the unleashed floodgates of Game 1. The pace, the defensive rotations, the team pick & roll defense, World Peace imposing his defensive will on the game, Westbrook being virtually non-existent. There were a lot of things that went the Lakers way in Game 2 for 46 minutes, and yet the Thunder still found a way to win. When OKC had things going for them in the series opener, it was a 29-point smack down. That should tell you all you need to know about this matchup.

The media’s narrative coming into Game 2 was how the Lakers appeared to be tuned in by the way everyone was communicating constantly after the Game 1 catastrophe—Bynum & Gasol having an extended talk on the bench long after the buzzer sounded, carrying on to everyone who had a significant role brainstorming right up to the Game 2 tip-off. And it seemed to have done wonders too. Bynum knew exactly when Westbrook was getting ready to pull-up after his penetrations and bothered him enough leading to a 5-17 shooting night; a far cry from his 10-15 performance the other night. World Peace played Durant about as well as I’ve seen anyone play him—making him for work for every catch, bodying him up the entire time. And in almost every extra pass attempt the Thunder made, the Lakers slid into position perfectly to either deflect the pass or outright steal them. While the Lakers didn’t shoot well themselves (they shot worse actually—38.5 % to OKC’s 42 %), it was their defense, as it has all season, that had them in perfect position to steal a game in OKC, and home court advantage.

 But as it stands now, they choked in the last two minutes—allowed an extremely easy drive by Harden off a timeout, had a careless TO by Kobe that led to a Durant dunk, committed another careless TO between Blake & Kobe, allowed another Harden layup, took bad shots when they didn’t turn the ball over (Kobe—although much props for the way Perkins overplayed and bodied Bynum out of the paint during that stretch, which was huge since it seemed like the Lakers wanted to play off Bynum in the final two minutes. Their inability to do so led to the Kobe missed jumpers with the shot clock going down.), and was victimized by Durant’s brilliant floater that turned out to be the game winner. Those were eight points allowed in a two-minute stretch when during the entire game, up until that point, a three point lead felt like it was a three possession game.

(Laker Nation cloak back on) The remaining thread of hope for the Lakers? The Thunder did what they had to do, which was hold serve at home. It’ll be the Lakers turn in a couple of days, and they go into it knowing that they don’t really need to play a perfect game (as the Thunder did in Game 1) to win, they only need to play perfect defensively to have a chance. I thought that thread would be longer, apparently, that was just wishful thinking.

What else don’t they have going for them? History. Y’all have heard about the percentage of teams winning the series after winning Game 1 (Too depressed to Google, but it can’t be lower than 70%). Sessions. Remember how announce teams constantly reminded fans that Session’s ability to have someone create through penetrations from the point guard spot was a significant addition to the Lakers (something they have never had since Nick Van Exel)? Well, I don’t think I’ve really seen it the whole playoffs, much less against OKC. For some strange reason, the NBA also decided to have the Lakers play back-to-back games at home for games 3 & 4. If you’ve ever played competitive basketball, you understand how much tougher it is to play good defense with tired legs than it is to play offense.

Before this series, Laker fans haven’t truly been an underdog since being eliminated in five games by the Suns back in ’07 (In the ’08 Finals, they came in breezing through the West before being shell-shocked by Boston. Against Dallas, true Laker fans believed that they could come back from being 3-games down. Or maybe at least I really thought it was possible until the Mavs went ape shit from three in the second quarter of Game 4). This is unfamiliar territory, albeit something Laker fans knew was coming when they eventually faced OKC. There’s a very slight glint of hope that remains, however this series turns out, there’s sure to be a lot of drinking involved—win or lose.

Looking at the dimmest of bright sides, since 2008, the Lakers have been eliminated by the eventual champs (Boston in ’08 & Dallas last year). So if logic holds for the rest of the series & the Laker eliminator trend carries on, at least LeBron’s fingers will remain free of hardware for yet another year. That counts for something in Laker nation, right?    


 
Midweek into the 2012 NBA Playoffs and this blog has been spot on so far in its predictions (hopes, & dreams). I wrote it would take a ton of shite to not see the Bulls, Heat and Celts in the East’s final four, and Rose going down and out with a torn ACL is about a big a shit going down as this dude. Boston’s teetering with Atlanta mainly because of Ray Allen’s glass ankles, and Rondo’s chest bump. Had The Truth not gone HAM in Game 2, they could’ve been facing an 0-2 deficit. But, with Rondo back for Game 3, my crystal bong’s predictions should hold (unless LeBron tears his scrotal ligament, which should happen between late May & June). Are you all ready to see the Pacers in the ECF?? Yea, I don’t give a shit either. Unless The Truth can keep Tebowing until late May, there’s little doubt the Heat will see the Finals for the second straight year.
West. Let’s see…spot on as well. Spurs in a cakewalk, Clips-Grizz fun as hell. Lakers too much for Nuggs, and Dallas only intriguing because they’re the defending champs. Because Durant did KD like things at the end of Game 1, and Dirk’s one legged fade rattled out in Game 2, the Mavs are now on the verge of being in the elite club of defending champions being swept out of the 1st round (I’m too lazy to Google the numbers, but feel free to chime in at the comments section).

So what do we know after close to a week of action? We know a LAL-OKC second round is inevitable (and horrifying to Laker fans). We know that the Spurs and whoever wins in the “Grit & Grind Crew” vs. “Lob City” series will really challenge, if not beat the Spurs (I’m thinking the Grizz beat them, while the Clips challenge them).

What don’t we know? We don’t know how the rest of the Grizz-Clips series will go. I mean, if you open the series with a 27-point comeback win that allows an incoming college freshman to bet $75 and win $41,000 as a result, you’re in for a whole lot of craziness. We don’t know how many games the Nuggets can win at home. As a Laker fan, I hope they win two games so that World Peace’s atomic elbow will only miss one game in the second round. Although realistically, I see them going out in five.

The East has become incredibly boring with the absence of two Adidas stars due to injuries, and the hopes and dreams of everyone hoping for a fun and competitive NYK-Heat series going up in flames, absolutely no pun intended Amare.    

The West is still as crazy as the 11-team playoff race it was leading up to the playoffs. So what does this blog want? Easy: Purple Reign, and LeBron being LeBron. Not only will those things be incredibly fun on Facebook, it will make this blog entertaining.

Good luck to us all.    
 
It’s that time of the year again when Facebook & Twitter’s limits (as well as non-NBA fans’ patience regarding these updates) will be tested by the most exciting phase in the professional basketball season; when every misstep by the Miami Heat will be overblown by both the media and fans, when storylines will be fabricated and recanted in 140 characters or less, and fan trash talking will influence even the most pedestrian of fans to chime in. Yes, here come the playoffs (finally). But enough of this intro for what basketball fans (which you are if you’re reading this) already know, let’s get to what this aspiring sports scribe feels, thinks, and hopes is going to happen.

The East

To be honest, it would take a lot of shit going down for the Celtics, the Bulls, and the mighty Heat to not make it to the Eastern Conference’s final four. The Bulls might lose one game to the Sixers, if that. Orlando knocking off Indy? Forget about it. Not after all the Dwight drama (that was both absurd and ultimately boring anyway) dragged on the whole season, and certainly not after the main proponent of all that brouhaha decided to have back surgery just before the playoffs. The Boston-ATL tiff might get interesting, but unless Rondo breaks another elbow and has to play one-armed again this post-season, the Hawks will remain the most consistent Eastern Conference title pretender this millennium.

Miami-NYK might just be the most intriguing matchup in the East’s 1st round, if nothing but for the MSG crowd that will go absolutely apeshit with anything the Knicks do on the positive. But truthfully, there’s a ton of things that need to go right for the Knicks to make this competitive. (1) Melo NEEDS to keep on this tear he’s been at for the past month or so. There’s just no way they can even threaten the Heat if they count on Novak, J.R. Smith, and Shumpert ballin’ out of their minds. Which brings me to --- (2) The Knicks need these three players (and Fields, and Baron Davis, and whoever the hell else they play) to ball out of their minds along with the Melo beasting. Amare could be Amare (there, but not really, although at least physically there), but Melo and the New York bombers need to connect every single game before the Heat wins four. (3) The LeBron yearly. Yep, you know what it is. If they’re actually going to pull this off, LeBron has to go full on LBJ classic postseason form. Laughable second halves, chronic case of the hot potato, and his assassin-like penchant for the game winning pass. There’s no way the Knicks win if LBJ plays like he has all year. None.

So with my crystal bong, I see a Bulls-Celtics, Heat-Pacers second round. Here’s where it gets tough…or not. These two series could be ultra-competitive, but just as easily could wind up as ho-hum five-gamers for the higher seeds. Bill Simmons (an ardent Celtic fan, and the sportswriter I wish to morph into somehow) has written real feasible pieces on why and how the Celtics could realistically come out of the East. From the renaissance of both Paul Pierce and Kevin Garnett to the Celts showing that familiar ’08 swagger late in the season to the emergence of a great perimeter defender who can knock down shots in Avery Bradley (a must if you’re going to take down either Miami or Chicago), there are valid points to the Boston argument. He also mentioned that even during another impressive regular season run, the Miami Heat still haven’t really distinguished a proper team identity yet. Yes, they can create TO’s with their swarming defense, and nobody (‘cept maybe for the Thunder) run the break better, but Simmons points out that through the course of the game, the Heat’s game plan still appears to be Wade and LeBron just taking turns. They’re that talented that they can get away with it all the way to a title, but that’s just not how championships are generally designed. But I’m talking about the Celtics chances about the Bulls, so I digress…for now.

I haven’t seen enough of Chicago to really know how much they’ve improved from last season. I do know Rose is hurt. I don’t know if he has a gigantic heart to replicate his magnificence last season this postseason. I know the Bulls have developed more of arsenal with JLIII, C.J. Miles, Taj Gibson, Rip (if he manages not to decay in the 1st round) and Deng’s great season so far. I don’t know if any of those guys can create shots when the going gets really tough in the playoffs, and when either Wade or LeBron is stuck to their chests (The way I keep talking about the Heat when I’m trying to talk about two other teams should just stop me right now).

Pacers are good and they’ve improved and matured from last year, blah-blah-blah..Heat. So here’s what I know, either the Celtics or the Bulls are facing the Heat in the ECF. Here’s probably the last thing I know about the ECF: If LeBron does not do LeBron like things in the playoffs, they see the Finals for the second year in the row. Wow. It took me 874 words before I got to that. What the fuck am I doing?

Let me try that approach for the West…

Spurs-Jazz…Spurs in 5 at the most…..Oh shit. I don’t think it can work like that in the West. Six teams can realistically come out of the West (SAS, OKC, LAL, DAL, MEM, LAC). Good luck trying to analyze those permutations. Lemme just run through it real quick:

The Thunder and the Mavs series, to me, is only intriguing because of one thing: championship experience. At no point of the regular season have the Mavs looked like they did during last year’s title run. Although this is me being a Laker fan who desperately wants (hopes & prays for) someone else to beat the Thunder for them,…well, that’s it, really. I truthfully don’t think the Mavs have what it takes to knock off OKC, but I really, really hope they do…or at least concuss a few players while trying to (I keeed).

Lakers-Nuggets should be fun, because the Nuggets are fun to watch. Do I think they can push the Lakers to seven games? Probably not. Six? Maybe. As a purple blooded Laker fan, do I have any worries coming in to this series. Fuck.No. You know the drill, Lakers with too much size, experience, Kobe…so that’s that. Great season Nuggs, but yea.

Ok. This is the series I do not know shit about. Grizz-Clips? Who knows what craziness can happen. I think I just came up with a couple of things: (1) This will be fun. (2) Twitter will explode because of a death by massive facial. Grab a beer (if you don’t have a day job & can watch the playoffs from home), sit back, and enjoy this crazy series.

So what happens then? My crystal bong cannot overcome my love for the Lakers, so while my basketball instincts tell me OKC is a tough, tough out in the West, my fandom makes me write that a few other teams have a chance. You gotta’ understand that, right?

Boston-LA for all the marbles. Ha!

 
I’m not sure if the author’s a member of Laker Nation (though it reads like it), but he pretty much sums up the Laker season (and concerns) so far, albeit with celestial fascination.

So what else do you really want to know? Will the Lakers make a move before the March trade deadline? I’m pretty sure they will. Will it be a blockbuster, play-off landscape tilting one? As a Laker fan, I certainly hope so. Whatever happens, something needs to happen. They need an adrenaline shot, a shake up, anything. Fans know it, haters love it, Kobe understands it. This group, armed with all the means of hell, CANNOT win it all. Yes, Bynum’s an all star. Sure, Kobe’s on pace to be the oldest scoring champ since MJ. But with glaring, gaping holes at point guard and the small forward slots, their deficiencies are just too blatant to win a seven game series with. On good nights, they can beat anybody. But in a seven game series, how many good nights do you really expect to have?

What are the options? As much as the D12 scenario sounds so appealing, it will not be a cure all fix. They would have to give up current pieces that are just as vital as having Howard, and they would still be lacking in the fore mentioned positions at the 1 & 3 (Seriously, Turkoglu??). I really think they should go for a point guard. Someone not even the defensive talents of David Stern can block.

What are the rumors? There’s Gilbert Arenas and the enchanting tale of Kobe sending the artist formerly known as Agent Zero to Europe to purchase a pair of Illegal German Knees. There’s a couple of TwitVids that show Arenas exhibiting a semblance of explosiveness (alone in a gym, but whatever). But him being the Laker season savior has the same probability as Lindsay Lohan having jet-black rug. Personally, I say sign him, still. They need anyone who’s willing to try and put the ball in the hole from the perimeter (they fuckin have plays to kick out to the corpse of Troy Murphy for fuck’s sake).

Ramon Sessions, or whoever second rate point guard rumored to be acquired sounds nice (compared to the travesty they have now), but again, it will not turn this season around. It might push the Lakers to a higher playoff seed, but it won’t be enough to go all the way.

Deron Williams makes sense. If you’re going to throw away either Pau or Bynum, might as well get what you really need, right? Throwing away both for D12, like I said, leaves them with the same holes they currently have. Giving just one of their bigs improves their interior and overall defense, but their defense (Fisher aside) is already tolerable. They need offense. Perimeter offense. Something that will prevent their Big three (however that will shape up to be post trade deadline) from passing out of exhaustion from the defense sagging, zoning, and hacking the bejeezus out of them.

Offense. Energy. Legs. Point guard defense. These are what the Lakers need. The Thunder magically vanishing into the far reaches of the abyss…yea, that would help too.

 
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Has there ever been a more iconic image for big men?

I gotta’ admit, back when Shaq initially threw barbs at Dwight Howard for recycling his “superman” moniker, I thought the big guy was just being a sour old geezer. And it totally made sense at the time to think that. Shaq was not only struggling with his health, play, and psyche, he was also struggling to remain relevant, throwing every team he left as he searched for his fifth ring under the bus.

But retirement has a way of putting things into perspective, even for a fan. So when Shaq says this as a retired basketball legend, somehow, it makes absolute sense. Here’s the quote: “But my thing is if you want to call yourself me (Superman), then you’ve got big shoes to fill. I’m not in the Superman this, and Superman that. He won a dunk contest with a cape. If you want to be called Superman because of that, it’s fine with me. I’m Superman for other reasons. I don’t envy him; he’s a great young player. But I’ve never seen him dog another center out. I tried to dog centers out. I went at David Robinson. If Dwight doesn’t win two or three championships, I’m going to be disappointed. He doesn’t have nobody. When I came in the league, I had to go through Alonzo Mourning, Arvydas Sabonis, Kevin Duckworth, Rik Smits. Now I can’t name any other centers besides Kendrick Perkins and Andrew Bynum. Who else is there? That’s it.”

He’s spot on. He played in an era that was the golden age for NBA centers. He was the last big man standing from that era, and him knocking on Dwight Howard for not having any competition at his position is in no way hating on the three-time Defensive Player of the Year. I mean, he really did become Superman by winning a dunk contest with a cape. 


Here’s a look back the self-proclaimed MDE.

 
If you’re a friend, seen my personal Facebook page or have been to this site before, you know that I’m a big time LeBron hater. That kind of hateration truly became trendy and caught on like wildfire (or STD in the shady parts of Manila) during this year’s off season when LBJ took his talents (and yearly disappearing act) to Miami. But I’ve been hating longer than that. And the reason’s real simple. He’s a threat to the dude I’m rooting for. Unless you were born in the States and have a real territorial claim to a team or were born to a fanatic dad and raised to hate a team, here in the Philippines, I’m leaning toward the notion that it’s having your team threatened that breeds the hate. 

I should know about hate. Before RING-O Starr of The Heatles spammed everyone’s news feeds and timelines, well actually before there were Facebook news feeds and Twitter timelines in the first place, Kobe Bryant was the most hated athlete in the NBA. 
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He made it easy. He made it so easy in fact, that he didn’t really even have to threaten anyone’s fandom before he elicited hate. From announcing his intentions to enter the NBA Draft as a 17 year old with his sunglasses on his forehead, to enjoying special treatment from the upper Lakers management, which the veterans greatly frowned upon, to being more concerned with hotdoggin’ than playing team ball, to shooing a Karl Malone pick away at the all-star game, to making that same game too much of a one on one battle with America’s favorite son Michael Jordan....the list is endless. But he was my guy and I stuck with it. I stuck through people saying he was nothing more than Shaq’s garnish during those championship years. I was with him through the whole ass-fucking the blonde adultery / rape case. I was rooting for him when he had Kwame fuckin Brown, Devean George and Smush Parker starting with him. And the hate did not relent. Through all of his accomplishments, the hate stayed. It was real and it was passionate. It was fandom at its best. Jesus, if you’re a threat to Michael “I haven’t done anything right since I left Chicago” Jordan, that’s gonna’ happen. I know some people will scoff at me calling him a threat. He’s never going to be Jordan, right? Correct. But six rings to five and the stunning similarities in game, mannerisms, oration and competitive drive will make him the closest one can get.
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Well, that was until LeBron James came along. Everyone got so enamored from the get go with the kid who threatened to enter the NBA as a high school junior, who had “Chosen One” inked across  his back, who (outside of Shaq & Wilt) is the most physically impressive and dominating specimen the NBA has ever seen. He was the King and he was too good, too soon that it was inevitable not to crown him with greatness even before he proved anything on the NBA floors, right? The NBA was his, and after a few seasons, a number of media outlets already proclaimed him to be the best basketball player on the planet. 
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I totally understand the hype and the promise. But the best wins, and that LeBron has yet to do. So being the Kobe fan boy that I was, I did what I could...hate. Hate with a passion. Hate with a purpose. I tried to debate, offered nuances of the game that found James still wanting compared to Kobe. “LeBron only has straight line drives. He has no midrange game. He has no post up game. He’s rapper name is 75cent.” But that wouldn’t do it. It was the earth shaking power of the King’s one handed tomahawks and combination of speed, power and elevation that awed the masses and eventually led to rudimentary arguments like: “Kobe’s getting old, he’s not what he used to be and he can’t take over like he once did. Kobe don’t scare us no more.” That was the chorus of the LBJ bandwagon and that would be more fuel for the hate. 
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What began as technical analyses to prove points of Kobe’s superiority versus James enormous potential was waylaid. I resorted to anything to clown the King. Be it using constant barrage of play with words to overstate my witnessing of nothing, or the juvenile and foul quips like LeBron going south and his mom going West. I stopped at nothing. But that was before he made it easy. The Decision, the “Big 3” signing celebration, the “not four, not five, not six, not seven...” promise to Heat fans...LeBron made it too easy to hate him, it became the norm. He polarized. If you weren’t a James fan, you hated the fuck outta’ him. And he made it fun. The choking, the crying, the constant PR missteps, the preening, the choking, the disappearing. He made it so fun and easy, you started to not care about your own fandom anymore. It was schadenfreude at its most orgasmic.
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Speaking of German...
Then T-Mac 2.0 keeps treating us haters with his yearly disappearing act. One time it was his mom getting banged on by a teammate that messed up with his play, next it was Rashard Lewis taking his talent’s into LeBron’s baby momma’, it really lifts my spirits when people resort to that kind of internet rubbish to make sense of why the Chosen One can’t seem to pull it all together. What makes this particular basketball player spawn such logical necessities? 

And then he has to say things like this gem:"At the end of the day, all the people that was rooting on me to fail, at the end of the day they have to wake up tomorrow and have the same life that they had before they woke up today. They have the same personal problems they had today. I'm going to continue to live the way I want to live and continue to do the things that I want to do with me and my family and be happy with that. They can get a few days or a few months or whatever the case may be on being happy about not only myself, but the Miami Heat not accomplishing their goal, but they have to get back to the real world at some point."

Adrian Wojnarowski of Yahoo Sports put it best: "To hear James suggest that the world will have to return to its sad, little ordinary lives and he’ll still get to be LeBron James late Sunday night was a window into his warped, fragile psyche. It was sad, and portends to how disconnected to the world he truly is."

Stay Classy, LeBron!
 
I was going to just waft through of the hours of the day, with deadlines not imminent and creativity being of the selective sort. So I figured, I’d share some of the things that have piqued my interest for the past few weeks now. 

It all kicked off with a buddy’s mention of the History Channel’s “Ancient Aliens.” If you’ve never heard of it, find time to check out the video below. 
Whether you’re a skeptic or a willing believer, you have to admit that the production crew manages to make the show compelling, amidst the seemingly absurd claims. One thing that would quickly strike the mind, though, is that often it appears that for lack of better available information, hard evidence or just another concrete explanation, they seem all too happy to blame everything on extraterrestrials. A bunch of episodes into the show, I even found all the wide eyed, excitable characters who sear by these ancient aliens laughable. Not because I don’t think their claims to be possible, but because I felt like they were trying to shortcut the facts. Perhaps not them directly (I’m sure sitting down with a few of these people would allow them a full explanation as to why they find it so convenient to look to the stars), but the presentation of facts, make it appear so.

Anyway, as I skimmed through the episodes and reached Season Three, it seemed all to commercial by then. I needed something more academic. And who better to turn to for advice than Joe “Muthafuckin” Rogan.
Well, that’s just the outermost tip of the breadth of subjects this guy constantly touches upon. And as I used company time to “enlighten” myself through his YouTube channel, I became aware that the voice you hear when you watch the UFC (who you compliment for his vast understanding of the sport) is a highly self-educated and enlightened being beyond the triviality of mixed martial arts. 
Back to the subject, it was through one of his many video and audio recordings that I came across the name Graham Hancock. Apparently, the dude has spent 50 some years of his life to try and uncover the mysteries behind these megalithic structures that have people outside mainstream archeology baffled. From the question of how the fuck could they have built those? To, whatever the hell are those for? He has devoted his life to try and unearth the truth behind such things. Catch a glimpse...
It may not possess the flashy machinations of “Ancient Aliens,” but if you really want to delve into these things without reading countless books, Hancock has a collection of videos that has you covered. He even has interviews where he weighs in on the war against drugs and his choice for altering his state of consciousness.
Truly interesting shit. You need not be high to be compelled. Once you’ve found time to check out the videos above and even the other videos available to you online, do chime in your thoughts on the subject.

I’m leaning more into the possibility of a lost civilization being responsible for the astronomically precise and physically imposing structures that have been here for thousands and thousands of years. I’m not discounting extraterrestrial hands as well, but my instincts want to uncover the intricacies of these lost civilizations, the cataclysmic events that buried the truths about them and how, as great as the technologies we seem to currently possess, our civilization has been akin to a computer being reformatted.

But if you’d much rather explore your own mind and are wondering when the hell you can get your hands on some grade A mushrooms or whatever it is you’ve used in the past to expand your consciousness, know that there is a natural, albeit technically challenging way to get it done. Again, courtesy of that mofo, Joe Rogan...
And if you want to try and have one for free, here’s how...
 
Let’s start of with some NBA randomness because that’s the feeling the result of Game Three gave me.
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My thoughts from left to right, top to bottom: 


*For a boy who would grow some 20 meters more, Yao Ming’s face sure didn’t change much, oh, and that’s a real nice Great Wall photo. 

*Steve Nash isn’t that old for his photo to be in black and white, right? So either he was already artistic back then, or this photo came from someone’s phone app.

*This Dirk photo has to be around the time the “Hoff” was huge in Germany.

*In that photo of D-Fish, he just got back from the gym.

*Chris Paul: Looking at those sandals, you kinda’ already knew that kid would go places and could get anywhere on the floor.

*Chauncey Billups: I zoomed in, that’s why I noticed it, but that bump on his forehead shows some people are born hard-nosed.

*Andrew Bogut: Krikee! (or however the hell you spell that...)

*Bosh: How’d he get so Boshy??
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(Both photos from nbahoot.tumblr.com)
*Paul Pierce: Who woulda’ thunk a kid with this look would develop so much swag.

*D-Wade: Is that a mouse above his right eye? He already looks so Miami with that bow tie.

Well, nothing else really stands out except that I picture Kris Humphries with that exact same look when Kim K. privately gave him a tour of her behind.
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Both from Basketbawful.com
I’m not particularly in the mood to share insights and analysis on Game Three, not because the Heat won (well, at least not entirely), but because if you saw the game, it kinda’ speaks for itself. Two teams deserving to be in the Finals playing like two teams who deserve to be in the Finals. One thing that stands out to me, though, is while the Heat thrive to be on the break, the low scoring that has been the trend through three games tells me that their defense has been dictating the pace. It also tells me that the Mavs, who I thought needed to impose their pace to have a chance, were a better team (yes, I still don’t know exactly how good they really are) than I deemed them to be. Although, apparently, still not good enough to have a series lead which tells me they need to work on imposing their own pace after all. 

In the spirit of trying anything to jinx the greatest basketball player to ever wear shoes, this may be his best response at a media type trying to coax him into something.
I hear the dude is a national journalist and not exactly an NBA beat writer, so I guess some of the other media types weighing in on that question are right in saying that’s a case of a writer wanting the players to write their stories for them (which for the most part, the Heat have more than happy to do). So yea...Good job LeBron, you truly are the greatest combination of DNA, style and grace...EVER!


On a side note. check out the vid below...
As Kelly Dwyer of “Ball Don’t Lie” points out, Chalmers gets the pass from Haslem with his heels touching the mid-court line, which should have, technically, been a back court violation and would have disallowed the shot. But that happened in the 1st quarter and a ton of things happened between that play and Bosh’s game deciding jumper. And to be fair to refs, it was impossible to spot in real time. So as it turns out, I'm just sayin'.
 
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Barring Derrick Rose being abducted by aliens and adding four inches to his frame, and the Bulls signing a shooting guard that can actually shoot (Yes, I’m frowning upon you Kyle Korver for shooting even worse than Keith Bogans, JesusChriss, Keith Bogans?!?), a 2006 NBA Finals rematch seems to be set, albeit with a slew of different characters and narratives. 

From the top of my head, only four players (two from each team) remain from the matchup from 2006. The story lines are a hell of a lot different too. In 2006, Miami was banking on Shaq’s promise of a title, but eventually rode the back of Wade’s rising star (and Stern’s will being done) to get the franchise’s first title. Dallas paraded a talented crew that may have been on its way to a Finals sweep had they been able to close Game Three and hold a 3-0 series lead. Instead, they performed a massive choke job (one that Heather the Deep Throat Queen would be proud off) and carried with them the title of “chokers” for the better part of the decade in spite of their best player being as clutch (perhaps not as efficient and assertive as he is now) as you can reasonably hope for. 

Undoubtedly, Dallas was the best in the West. This was not a matter of the match ups being stacked neatly for them to pile over. Whatever the bracketing may have been, this bunch would have come out on top the way they played. The shooting was laser. The defense was the best its ever been. And for the first time in Nowitzki’s career, his supporting cast had his back. All of that came together to form a team with a deserved return to the Finals.

The Heat asked to be hated. From that infamously ridiculous TV special, to the smoke and light shows to introduce their signings, to the early struggles, to the whining, they wanted to be the villains and played the role to perfection. Only, while the rest of the basketball watching (and hating) world expected them to fail like villains, they got it together at exactly the right time. When Phil Jackson joined Kobe & Shaq back in 2000, he expected a while before the Lakers contended for a title due to the intricacies of learning the triangle. But the group surpassed the Zen Master’s expectations and won the title that very year. I bring that up, not because I am a Laker fan still thirsting for my team to be on the spotlight (No, that was LeBron last year trying to upstage the Finals by continually bringing up his free agency, but I digress), but because people also understood that it would take a while before this cast of two and a half men + role players figured it out. That every misstep and minor failings were extremely magnified were on the way the leading men projected themselves; wanting all the attention, preening and screaming before a game had been played, predicting multiple championships before one practice had been scheduled, I could go on. That litany of arrogance and sense of entitlement appealed incredibly to both haters and basketball purists which lead to the immense criticism. 

But here they are now. Looking like the team everyone feared they could be. They’re not unbeatable, but they’ve developed a system where they’re intensity coupled with their talent have made it such a difficult proposition to beat them four times out of seven. The Celtics had too many issues to combat within to stand a chance against the Heat. Derrick Rose being the only threat against that Miami defense, while the anti-Heat prayed that his MVP season can bleed out a miracle from him, can only do so much. It’s on (unless there’s a miracle still to be had). 

From a purely basketball standpoint, the prospect of that Dallas ball movement (feeding off Dirk’s pump fake, turn around, one-legged, twisting fade aways) testing that quick, long armed and attacking Miami defense excites like a lap dance in a foreign land. Will the Mavs continue to shoot as they are, and will the Heat’s defense continue to nurture their open court talents? This should be a good one. Also, the “who’s gonna choke first” watch will be on full alert. What with the tons of blogs and websites out here, someone will be hated. And depending on which side of the titty bar you’re on, you’ll enjoy it.