I've been away for work and now dealing with the worst computer virus of all-time! (That Windows Recovery 7 thing.)
Anyways, last night was the most satisfying non-Phillies related sports victory I've felt in years. It might be my favorite since my practically hometown Seton Hall Pirates made it to the championship game when I was a mere boy.
As far as what happens -- the whole series has become what looks like will end up defining LeBron's career. There have been SO many awesome stories during what's clearly been the best playoffs ever -- the Lakers/Spurs/Celts falling by the wayside, Memphis becoming a legitimate contender, OKC's amazing run and everything surrounding Westbrook and KD, Carmelo's huge game against the Celts and a bunch I know I'm forgetting.
The two big ones have been The Great Nowitzki Resurgence and LeBron Running From the Spotlight.
I almost -- ALMOST -- feel bad watching him. Last night, right at the beginning of the game, I said to the guy I was sitting next to at the bar (in Salt Lake, which is a BASKETBALL TOWN!) that he had the same look in his face that John Starks had in the Winning Time documentary, in which he wanted absolutely nothing to do with that moment.
He spent about 95% of the game on offense making the initial pass during the offensive set and then standing back near half court and watching as the rest of the team actually ran an offense, or he'd get the ball in the post and wasn't even looking to split the double -- and that's when Wade was in the back enduring the worst injury in sports history. He just cowardly shrunk away from the moment, which explains The Decision -- it's not that he thought the Cavs weren't good enough for him to take a team to the top, but he doesn't WANT to be the guy to take a team to the top.
But what's scary -- even while running away from the throne, LeBron still managed to put up a triple double and had a bunch of good defensive stops (aside from Jason Terry jacking that absurd three right in his grill). He's just that supremely talented that, even when he's cowardly, he can still put up stats.
D-Wade is clearly the best player on that team. It's not even close. D-Wade has that True Superstar bug where, when all the lights are on (and not Conference Final lights, like LBJ) him, he plays his absolute best, which is some of the best basketball ever played.
It's pretty clear that D-Wade is the best player on the Heat. When the ultimate spotlight is on (and not Conference Finals spotlight), he plays the absolute best basketball he can possibly play, which is some of the best basketball EVER played. And Bosh has even showed up the past few games. But aside from a few moments from Chalmers and Haslem, that Heat team sucks.
If LBJ grows a pair the next two days, the Heat win. If he continues to run away, they lose. Dirk has put on an absolute clinic this whole playoffs and the Mavs are much deeper than the Heat. But his second best teammate (I don't even know who that would be) is nowhere near LBJ.
It's all on LeBron, which is the most fitting end to what's probably the most entertaining NBA season of all-time.