Posts Tagged ‘Miami Heat’

Disclaimer: Ok, judging from that embedded image, maybe I can still hate a little bit.

While I’ve spent a good amount of time on this site throwing darts in LeBron James‘ direction, today is the day I cease and desist. Fact of the matter is, he’s too great of a player for me to continue hating. As much as I prefer being “that guy,” I have no legitimate arguments to help my case. With that being said, I shall give credit where credit is due.

Anyone who’s visited this blog before has probably read a couple of posts going for the jugular. Truthfully, I didn’t go after homie due to an inability to play. I went after him because he had all of the talent in the world and played like a bitch during crucial moments. Side bar, if you feel the need to debate me, go revisit the 2010 Eastern Conference Finals against the Boston Celtics and the 2011 Finals against the Dallas Mavericks. He quit on his team in the 1st scenario and completely shat a brick during the 2nd one. When you’re as talented as LBJ, anything less than total domination is absolutely unacceptable. Yes, his numbers were always good on paper, but when shit got real, he was nowhere to be found.

Anyway, he thoroughly disrespected me and every other “hater” with his 2012 season. Last year’s playoffs saw him playing at a level I haven’t seen since Michael Jordan. His Finals performance was one of the scariest things I’ve ever witnessed, son. It’s like he woke up one day, finally realized he was by far the most gifted player in the league and proceeded to shit on everyone. Including this season, his number are still getting better, bruh. How the fuck are they still getting better?! After the regular season this year, he had career highs in FG%, 3P% and rebounds. These days, it’s not often I’m legitimately amazed by a player. I find myself consistently saying “oh shit” when watching him and Steph Curry play. Side bar, Curry isn’t human. He. Is. Not. Human! In any case, I’ve decided to do the grown-up thing and give that man his props.

All in all, despite all of the great things I’ve just said about LeBron James, I’m still a New York Knicks fan. Which means in order for us to have a chance against the Miami Heat, we need to become the 1989 Detroit Pistons. It’s the “Jordan Rules” all over again, bitch! Bring it!

As you can tell from the title, today’s post is a 2-for-1. I couldn’t let either story pass by, so why not talk about them both, right? Now in case you missed it, since my last post, the Miami Heat won the NBA championship and former Penn State assitant coach Jerry Sandusky was found guilty of child molestation. It was a huge 4 days in sports, so let’s just get down with the getdown.

First, I’d like to congratulate the Heat. Anybody who reads this site knows I frequently give them grief. I thoroughly enjoy basking in the failure of LeBron James, but at this time, I have to give credit where credit is due. While I’ve never been in doubt of LeBron’s absurd talent as a basketball player, I always felt he came up short in tough situations. If anybody wants to disagree with me, just look at his Finals performance last year against the Dallas Mavericks and shut up. However, I can’t hold him in the same light anymore. He completely dominated the Oklahoma City Thunder and definitely deserved the Finals MVP award. I previously said if he won a title, I would stop hating. With that being said, I’m a man of my word.

Second, Jerry Sandusky is a despicable human being. I don’t think any of us knew just how disgusting he was before the trial started. As time went on and new evidence was presented, I knew we were truly looking at a monster. I mean c’mon son, even his stepson was subjected to this treatment? His stepson?!? This man had no fucking boundaries or scruples son. Now, after being found guilty of 45 of the 48 counts, I hope the judge gives him all 442 of the years he could possibly spend in prison. Sandusky should never be allowed to breathe a free breath for the rest of his natural life.

That about sums it up. Here you have 2 opposite ends of the spectrum: a team winning a ring and a subhuman taking a fall. I don’t know what I’m going to do until basketball starts again, but I do know I can sleep better now that Sandusky is behind bars. Now, let me get some work done… sike.

The one thing I’ve learned during this year’s NBA playoffs is that predictions are normally wrong. If you told me the Boston Celtics would push the Miami Heat to 7 games, I would think you belonged in the movie i am sam. If you told me the San Antonio Spurs would lose 4 straight games to the Oklahoma City Thunder, especially after winning their last 20, I would secure your place on a small yellow school bus. However, both of those things happened. With that being said, most people’s predictions are sure to be wrong. In any case, that’s what us sports fans do, so let’s keep the party going son.

Since the Finals start tonight, who’s everybody going for? OKC or the Heat? Personally, I see OKC winning in 7. While everyone is talking about the match-up between LeBron James and Kevin Durant, it’s the play of everyone else that’s going to determine this series. How is James Harden going to match up against Dwyane Wade? More importantly, how is Mario Chalmers going to stop from getting cooked by Russell Westbrook? In addition to Chris Bosh and Udonis Haslem versus Serge Ibaka and Kendrick Perkins, this series has the makings of an all-out war. All I know is, I’m ready son! Let’s go, Game 1 tonight! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!

P.S. Heat fans better pray they win this series. I’m ready to go on the etherous comments. Sidebar, I know “etherous” is not a word. Good day.

Let’s not sugarcoat this and get straight to the point: what is wrong with Dwyane Wade? For a man proclaimed the Miami Heat‘s “closer” by countless sports analysts, he’s been playing like complete shit. The thing is, when people are looking for someone to blame when Miami loses, his name is rarely brought up. Why? Why is his poor play excused? He’s come up short in numerous games this postseason and it’s time somebody called him on his shit. Luckily, LC has come to rescue us all.

Ok, let’s get some facts out of the way. Wade has had a few of his worst postseason outings this year. He struggled for a good portion of the series against the Indiana Pacers, namely Game 3 when he only scored 5 points on 2-13 shooting. While he finished that series strong, this was only after the whispers started that he was losing his game. In addition, Wade is developing an annoying habit of being completely absent during the first half of games. Take this series with the Boston Celtics, for example. Wade is averaging about 21 points per game, but only around 5 points in the first half. He always has to make a strong push in the 3rd quarter to bring himself back to relevance. Even though I thoroughly enjoy hating on LeBron James, he’s single-handedly carrying this team while Wade is nonexistent.

To add insult to injury, while everyone professes that Wade has the “clutch gene,” he’s actually missed all 4 of his game-winning attempts during the final 24 seconds over the last 2 postseasons. This was on full display in Game 4 on Sunday as he missed the go-ahead 3-pointer to beat the Celtics in overtime. So if a dude doesn’t play well in the first half, and then misses the shot at the end of the game, what is he good for? Truthfully, Wade is wasting time and space out there right now. If I was a Heat fan, I would be livid by that man’s current performance.

In the end, people need to start holding Dwyane Wade accountable. If he keeps playing at this rate, the Heat won’t make it to the NBA Finals. This can’t happen because I hate the Celtics. Get your shit together man! Then again, even if they lose, people will still find a way to blame LeBron. It’s more fun that way.

The life of a New York Knicks fan is one of disappointment, depression, despair and hair loss. During the ’90s, we were always in the heat of the battle, but could never reach the mountaintop. During the beginning of the 2000s, we were nothing more than the league’s doormat. Now, during these last 2 seasons, we reached the playoffs only to get smacked around by better teams. Sounds like an appealing existence, doesn’t it? Despite the constant letdown, we die-hard fans still ride for our team. However, our aspirations seem to change based on the circumstances. Whereas teams like the Oklahoma City Thunder are vying for a championship, we just want to get a win. With that being said, I’m extremely happy to say, WE DIDN’T GET SWEPT!

If you’ve been watching the series between my Knicks and the Heat, it seemed like a foregone conclusion we were going home in 4 games. We haven’t beat Miami all season and we lost the first 3 games of this series by an average of 20 points. In layman’s terms, we were getting our asses handed to us. While nobody can question my Knicks fan-hood, I’m also a realist. I never expected the Knicks to beat the Heat in a 7-game series, but dammit, I wanted it to be competitive. With their backs against the wall and elimination looking them in the face, the Knicks pulled off the win. As much grief as I give Carmelo Anthony, that man can do one thing well: score. He had 41 points and hit a number of clutch shots to lead us to victory. We live to fight another day and now we’re headed back to South Beach for Game 5.

Hopefully I’ll have a lot more to cheer for next year, but I can’t tell you how glad I am we didn’t get swept 2 years in a row. I’m definitely not hyped about the fact we set an NBA record for most consecutive playoff losses, but clearly I can’t do anything about that. As a Knicks fan, you have to find that one diamond in the rough, so I’m basking in the glory of this victory for as long as I can. Good day bitches.

After looking through most of my recent posts, I realized I haven’t hated on LeBron James in a while. With that being said, today seems like a perfect day to end that streak. I would personally like to thank LeBum for giving me plenty of ammunition after Sunday‘s All-Star Game. Despite a stellar performance for much of the 4th quarter, his play during the final seconds once again proves his heart pumps Fruitopia.

With about 8 minutes left in the game, the East All-Stars were getting smacked by the West All-Stars by 21 points. Everyone assumed the game was over, but then LeBron started cooking out there. Sidebar, I can give credit where credit is due. He was OD’ing on dudes for about a 6 minute stretch. All of a sudden, the East was only down by a point with seconds left to go. Now I’ll give Dwyane Wade some criticism for fucking up a wide open layup, but there was still a chance for the East to pull off the upset. Sure enough, with the game on the line and the ball in his hands, LeBron misses the game-winning shot. Actually, wait, no, he didn’t miss the shot because he didn’t even take it! Instead, your man tried to make a cross-court pass and the ball got stolen. You mean to tell me, after scoring 36 points, and shooting a silly high percentage, he couldn’t even take the shot?! I completely understand why Kobe Bryant hit Bron Bron with the “c’mon man, Goddamn” speech. When you’re shooting as hot as LeBron was, there’s no reason why you should be deferring.

And alas, that brings us to the heart of the problem (pun intended). LeBron is comfortable with dominating the game for 3 1/2 quarters, but as the seconds run down, his bitch-dom increases. I’ve seen this movie plenty of times in the past. This isn’t the first time he’s tried to defer to a teammate when he had no business doing that. If you’re going to lose, lose like a man. I can agree with the fact he’d still be criticized if he missed the shot, but at least I wouldn’t look at him as if he’s composed of the same material as a down comforter. LeBron wants no part of the “Big Moment,” and everybody but Miami Heat fans can see it.

First things first, I’d like to make one thing perfectly clear: I don’t care about what the official agreement is. I don’t care about how much the NBA players are getting and I don’t care about how much the owners are getting. To be honest, that discussion revolves around billions of dollars I’m not seeing anyway. With that being said, the inner workings of the deal that’s saving the NBA season are irrelevant to me. All I know is, I CAN’T FUCKIN’ WAIT FOR CHRISTMAS DAY TO GET HERE!

As a die-hard New York Knicks fan, this lockout was the closest thing to Armageddon for me. Whereas I was too young to fully comprehend the 1999 lockout, this time around, I was mentally preparing myself for a lost season. I was about to gather some of my boys and do a 5-playground tour. Or better yet, I should’ve just challenged that stereotypical old dude to a game of one-on-one. You know the dude I’m talking about. The one who always plays with the teenagers and tries to post you up from the 3-point line. He says things like “you don’t know nothing about that move boy” and “I’ve been schooling niggas since the ‘70s.” In any case, I’m sure my injury-ridden legs are thankful this ridiculous plan wasn’t put into play. I’d much rather watch the pros and what better way to get this shit started than with a holiday triple-header.

In case you missed it, there are 3 reasons why you should be amped right now: New York Knicks vs. Boston Celtics, Miami Heat vs. Dallas Mavericks and Los Angeles Lakers vs. Chicago Bulls. There are too many reasons why this is almost overkill, but an incredibly awesome overkill. My hometown squad is playing the team I hate the most, Court Jester James is playing the team he bitched up against in the Finals, and an overrated clutch player is playing against an overrated point guard. Sidebar, I’ll let you figure out who the last 2 people are. I can barely contain my excitement son. These games need to start now. Right now.

At the end of the day, fuck the pleasantries. Let the games begin. 27 days and counting…

Disclaimer: I’m actually giving the Miami Heat credit in this post. Shocking I know…

Even though I thoroughly enjoyed watching the Miami Heat, and more importantly LeBron James, lose the NBA Finals, it’s time for some truth. I look at this year’s playoffs as a changing of the guard. When you watch how the San Antonio Spurs, Los Angeles Lakers and Boston Celtics ended their respective seasons, you’re basically seeing dominant teams potentially hit their last stride. With a lot of the young teams on the come up, and the older teams starting to fade away, the “elephant in the room” is: you should still fear the Heat.

Despite having 2 superstars that play way too similar, lacking a real starting point guard and having a nonexistent bench, the Heat still made it to the Finals. Not to mention, they beat the Celtics, who were the defending Eastern Conference champs, and the league-leading Chicago Bulls easily. For a team that was so heavily scrutinized during the season for their inability to close in the clutch, they dominated both teams in the 4th quarter. They made the Celtics look ancient and they made the Bulls look like a JV team as LeBron held Derrick Rose to 6 percent shooting when he guarded him. Unless the New York Knicks get a Center and learn to PLAY SOME DAMN DEFENSE, I don’t see any team in the East being competitive against the Heat. They could easily represent the East in the next 4 NBA Finals.

If the Heat address some of their personnel issues, they could become an even more dangerous team. In the end, however, this could all be bullshit if LeBron continues to play with the heart of a Teletubby. But as I see it now, I predict a showdown between the Heat and the Thunder in next year’s Finals. Well, that all depends on if a lockout can be avoided. Negrodamus has spoken…

Any smart person knew this post was coming. There would have to be something fundamentally wrong with me if I didn’t comment about the end of the NBA Finals. So without further adieu, these are the top 3 reasons this series was awesome.

1. Close Games –> You can’t tell me Games 2-4 weren’t incredible. All 3 of those games came down to the last shot, with the ball in Dirk Nowitzki‘s hands. Game 2 ended with Dirk making a left-handed layup around Chris Bosh to win the game. Game 3 ended with Dirk missing a fadeaway jumper over Udonis Haslem. Game 4 ended with Dirk making a right-handed layup around Haslem. Hitting 2 game winners in 3 games is some bawse shit. Yes “bawse,” not boss (© Rick Ross). If you were a fan of either team, or just basketball in general, I’m sure you were having numerous heart palpitations in these final moments.

2. Dirk Finally Won –> After notorious playoff failures in 2006 and 2007, the German finally got his ring. He used to take a beating in the press for disappearing in the moment, but Dirk said “hold my dick” to all his naysayers by putting his team on his back. If success is ultimately determined by championships in addition to stats, then Dirk has to be considered one of the greats now.

3. LeBron James Lost –> Let’s be real son, most of America, outside of Miami, is laughing at him. He left Cleveland to join a man who already won a title and he still came up short. After “The Decision” and the bullshit parade at the beginning of the season, he’s still going home without a ring. As my homegirl Shay said, he’s probably listening to Jay-Z‘s “Imaginary Player” in the locker room. For somebody with such incredible talent, his greatest gift is his ability to disappear when the game matters most. Through the first 5 games of this series, he scored a total of 11 points in the 4th quarter. Last year a couple of fools said he sucked in the playoffs because Delonte West was pumping his mom. This year a couple of fools said he sucked because Rashard Lewis was pumping his woman. Enough with the fairy tales. The truth of the matter is, the Tin Man from the Wizard of Oz has more heart than this dude. He’s 100% gelatin. His excuse before was he didn’t have the necessary pieces around him to win. What’s his excuse now? I thought so.

As you can probably tell, I’m thoroughly happy with the outcome of this series. This is probably the happiest I’ve ever been for an NBA team that isn’t the New York Knicks. The old dudes at the park scrubbed the young and arrogant upstarts. Applaud them.

P.S. Hey Mark Cuban, can I get an invite to some of those parties? I already know it’s about to get retarded out there.

Sports analysts love comparing the performance of one player to another. Anytime a player has a great game, they always have to say “it’s the greatest thing since ____.” In these playoffs alone, you’ve heard analysts compare Dirk Nowitzki to Larry Bird due to his current dominance, and after playing “sick” last night, his performance was compared to Michael Jordan‘s legendary “Flu Game.” Let’s stop the foolishness right now.

Somewhere around the 2nd quarter of last night’s game between the Dallas Mavericks and the Miami Heat, reports started surfacing that Dirk was playing with a 101 degree temperature. Most notable about this news is that no one heard about this until Dirk started playing poorly. When he hit his first 3 shots to start the game, there was no word of him being sick, but when he started struggling, all of a sudden it’s, “oh he’s sick by the way.” It sounded like they were already giving him an out in case he played shitty for the rest of the game and the Mavs lost. On the other hand, when Jordan played with a stomach virus against the Utah Jazz in 1997, we all knew BEFORE the game that he was sick and he still pulled off some classic hero shit.

To keep it all the way real, Dirk didn’t play well until the 4th quarter, and while playing well in the clutch is all that matters in the end, Jordan kept his team in the game for the entire game. After his Chicago Bulls fell behind the Jazz by 16 in the 1st quarter, Jordan scored 17 in the 2nd quarter to lead the Bulls to the halftime lead. Then after trailing again by 8 in the 4th quarter, Jordan scored 15, including a 3-pointer that ended up being the dagger with 30 seconds left. In comparison, Dirk did score 10 of his 21 points in the 4th quarter against the Heat, but he was only 6-19 shooting for the game. Jordan ended his game with 38 points on 13-27 shooting, with 7 rebounds, 5 assists, 3 steals and a block. It’s not even close between Jordan and Dirk.

In all seriousness, can we chill on the player comparisons? Just let these dudes play and make their own legacy. Besides, anytime you compare someone to Jordan, they’re going to end up looking like a scrub. He’s basketball Jesus son!