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If the Spurs win their 5th title tonight, you know what one player is as responsible as any for their victory? Someone who hasn’t played in seven weeks.
When Russell Westbrook went down with a knee injury in late April, you could hear the sighs of relief coming from Memphis, San Antonio, and Los Angeles. Suddenly, the West was wide open.
The playoffs have little to nothing to do with the regular season. Judging teams on how they do in the playoffs suffers the same limitation as any statistic is prone to: it’s one way of looking at something, but it doesn’t cover everything.
Last year, OKC ran over the Spurs for 4 straight wins after being down 0-2. Westbrook was a big part of that. There isn’t really a team in the league that has a one-on-one answer for him. You take him away from the equation, you take away the Spurs’ greatest threat in the West.
The Spurs may be the only team in the league that has all the ingredients necessary to beat Miami in a 7-game series. These ingredients include: Continue reading
A couple days ago I was planning how to celebrate what would have been the two-year anniversary of my relationship.
My girlfriend and I have led busy lives for about as long as we’ve been together; for most of the last 6 months, this busy-ness had us on two different Circadian rhythms—I’m up by 8 and asleep by 11 p.m.; she doesn’t go to bed till 2 or 3, somehow musters the energy to make breakfast and get her child on the bus, then sleeps till 10 or 11.
Last week I was out of town. I missed her. I missed her kid. Hell, I even missed the dog. We’d talk on the phone at night, before going to sleep, and when we did I felt lighted and delighted, like I was on top of a cloud…and the first few nights I was away, I was sleeping on an air mattress that turned out to have a leak and was rubbish within 2 days. So when I say speaking with my girlfriend made me feel like I was on top of a cloud, that’s not some casual, throwaway simile. That’s elevation, holmes. Continue reading