14 May 2008
The Jazz started the postseason against the team that won 22 games in a row this year. 22 IN A ROW! Most of us have never seen that kind of a winning streak in the NBA. The amazing thing about it is that they did it without Sasquatch himself, Ming Yao. Though the Rockets had a better record than the Jazz, as well as home court advantage, the Jazz took it to them and denied McGrady of a first round advance yet again.
Even though beating the Rockets was sweet, it only meant that we had an invitation into the seventh circle of Hell, where Satan himself (Phil Jackson) rests his old throbbing bones on his raised throne. The place where he commands his dark lord (Kobe Bryant) to flail his arms about and hypnotize the refs into making ¾ of his points at the free throw line.
Twould be just like Christmas morn to win this series against Los Angeles. I can imagine the drunken tears flowing, the celebrities contemplating yet another strike and Kobe Bryant awestruck and dumbfounded as he try to put into words his crunch time collapse. Finally, letting his emotions flow, sitting at the microphone with his head down, whispers, “I can’t do this man….I tried…I tried.”
This round would be rewarding no matter who we played. Of course a CP3 vs DWILL Western Conference Finals would be a huge ratings bonanza as well as a pleasure to watch. However, I think we all would be pretty confident that the Jazz would get the better of the Hornets in the end, based on the regular season outcomes and individual match ups.
That being said, I am more interested in a WCF rematch of last year. How pleasurable would it be to have lost twenty-however many it has been in a row to the Spurs in San Antonio heading into a game seven? No one would give us a chance in a game seven in SA. I would love to see us win the game on a DWILL runner at the buzzer going LEFT against Ginobili. That would actually bring me close to tears.
The granddaddy of them all. The excitement would be almost unbearable heading into a game 1 in Boston Massachusetts. Again, the “So-called experts” don’t give us a chance to win a game…but, with a deafening crowd at game 6 in Utah, we tear through the Celtic façade and stamp our crest into the NBA logo for all to see. It will be inexplicably satisfying to see all the players lined up next year to get their rings and to see the tears of joy streaming down the faces of those that weren’t intimidated by “22 games in a row,” or by the “2008 selfish/narcissist MVP,” or by “nine straight years without a win” or even by “the big three.”
As Sir William Wonka once said, “We are the Jazz! We are the music makers, and we are the dreamers of a dream.”
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