My head is still spinning from the disappointment of Friday night. I had to wait a few days so that I could regain my composure enough to post about the debacle that was the NBA Eastern Conference Finals. I still have more questions than answers.
When did Big Ben decide to become a pre-Madonna? He used to be the definition for an NBA player going to work. Now he just seems focused on going to the bank.
The NBA needs to write a new Shaq rule. You can dunk 5 times, and after that dunks count for only one point instead of two. This guy is too big. How he can catch the ball, turn around, knock defenders to their derriere with his elbows and still end up on the foul line is beyond me. And seriously, what's up with his post-game interviews? Can anyone understand a word he says? He's the Master of the Mumble.
Would the real Chauncey Billups please stand up? He could have his own prime time special now that David Blaine turned into wrinkles in New York City. Chauncey found a way to make himself disappear. It must have been some kind of black magic!
Dwayne Wade even looks good while dehydrated with the flu. Now everytime he makes a fade away jumper or banks in a layup while collapsing to the hardwood it's like a pinched nerve reminding Pistons fans of the infamous Darko draft.
So there's nothing else to do now except settle in for a depressing NBA Finals and a summer filled with trade talk.
Go Tigers!
I can't believe I just said that:)
haha...funny stuff. The Finals should still prove to be exciting to watch.
Posted by: Dave | June 06, 2006 at 09:56 AM