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Game Sevens Reax: Pierce v LeBron, And the Hornets Got Really Young Really Fast

Quick-hitters:

- When the hell did Subway neuter their $5 footlong deal? I had a hankering for some Subway tonight, and was bent when I saw that the $5 deal only applies to seven of the crappier Subway sandwiches!

Good thing the sandwich I really wanted—a Subway Melt—was only $6.

I think it’s time to start eating at Quiznos. Even if their deal is limited to a few sandwiches, I’d rather have Quiznos over Subway anyway.

(EDIT:  I just saw the commercial for this change.  The commercial states, (paraphrasing) “Due to the fanatical (???) response, we’re putting regular $5 footlongs on our new Subway Value menu.”  My apologies to Subway…I guess.)

- Current rebate-o-meter: $1,600, and I expect it to rise with the Memorial Day sales upcoming.

Current toothpaste-o-meter: a hell of a lot (+4), though I finally finished a tube last night! W00t!

Current backache-o-meter (number of consecutive days I’ve woken up with a stiff back): three. Where the hell is my Theragesic???

(Tangent: The following thought is rated R.

Certainly I’m not the only person that has had this happen to him. I applied some Theragesic to my lower back on Saturday, and either I rubbed some a bit too low, or the stuff spreads along one’s back like wildfire.

After applying the cream, I went to sit down on my sofa, when I felt a burning sensation…um…right in the crack of my ass. I had no choice but to take my second shower of the day right then and there :P.)

- For the love of everything that is good in the word, please make the Mac v PC commercials stop!

I have a feeling that McDonalds and Apple have minority stakes in TiVo.

- First, some thoughts on Cavs-Celtics, Game Seven.

LeBron 45, Pierce 41. That might have been the single best 1-on-1 playoff matchup I’ve ever watched (key word: “watched”; I have never seen the famous Bird-Wilkins duel in 1988). That game was one of those where the casual fan, like myself, was begging for at least one overtime; it was really that amazing. Pierce had it going the entire game, and LeBron’s back has to be sore, after carrying his team on his shoulders in the game.

(Tangent: Sometime during the game, the announcers were talking about how Pierce was the third option on the team, behind KG and Allen. I’ll concede that Pierce belongs behind KG on the pecking order, but Ray Allen? Ray Allen five years ago, maybe, but not the 2007-08 Ray Allen. I would have made this argument even before the playoffs started, even before Ray Allen aged before our very eyes.

How can Pierce be considered option #3? I always see him ranked so high on Yahoo’s Fantasy Basketball rankings! :P)

Now, could you imagine LeBron had some decent help? Sure, Z is a nice player, and West and Szczerbiak were decent parts, and maybe Ben Wallace wasn’t as much of an abomination as I expected him to be, but none of them exactly strike fear into the hearts of their opponents. Next year, though, the Cavs could really be a force to reckon with, with tons of expiring contracts ($30 million worth, I heard somewhere).

As for the Celts, they better hope to get something out of Allen in the next round, or there’s no way they’re getting past Detroit, assuming Detroit doesn’t put it in cruise control for the first few games of the series.

Now, on to Spurs-Hornets. At the start of series, we heard a lot about the Spurs’ championship composure as a huge advantage in the series, but we saw none of that in the first three games in New Orleans. Then Game Seven happened. The Spurs clogged the paint, and the Hornets morphed into a jump shooting team. It didn’t help that their shots weren’t falling, while the Spurs looked like they were shooting a tennis ball through a hula hoop.

Speaking of bad jump shots, Reggie Miller hit it right on the head in the fourth quarter: why was Jannero Pargo taking so many shots?

(LIVE EDIT: I stand by my comments, even after watching Pargo hit a pair of threes. Could the Hornets not draw up anything for Peja?

LIVE EDIT #2: What was with THAT shot by Pargo? I guess the Lakers better start preparing for the Spurs.)

If that is the Spurs team that the Lakers run in to starting on Wednesday, they could be in serious trouble. Who is going to guard Tim Duncan? Who is going to guard Manu Ginobili? Who is going to keep Tony Parker out of the lane?

Back to the Hornets: what happened in that third quarter? It appeared that the Hornets came out of the locker room completely listless, with zero sense of urgency, almost as if they knew a rally was coming. Unfortunately, that rally never materialized, and now they’re going to play golf.

Until next time.

Did Carlos Boozer Do Something to Piss Off David Stern?

No quick-hitters.  Let’s just get to basketball.

- Raise your hand if you didn’t think that Deron Williams’ last-second shot was good.

Now THAT was a great playoff game.  The Lakers punched Utah in the mouth for three quarters, and the Jazz made their inevitable push by finally draining triples down the stretch.  Leave it to Derek Fisher, an 88% FT shooter, to brick that free throw late, giving the Jazz a shot at the tie.

The story of the game (other than Kobe’s virtual game-clinching 6-0 run, including that dagger trey and the “bank’s open late” and-1), though, had to be the two offensive foul calls on Carlos Boozer.  The one right before halftime was a pretty weak call, and I thought the one in the third quarter was even worse.  Think Utah could have used a not-in-foul-trouble Carlos Boozer down the stretch of the fourth quarter?  I will entertain the argument that Boozer got taken out of four games by foul trouble, and in at least three of them, he drew some pretty weak foul calls.

(That being said, what was Deron Williams complaining about right before halftime, when he obviously fouled Derek Fisher on the left arm?  In fact, I’d argue that he fouled Fisher twice on that shot:  once before the release, and once on the follow-through.)

This begs the question:  did Carlos Boozer do something to deserve the lack of respect he got from the refs?  Did he spill a drink on David Stern at an NBA function?

At least Utah has a bright future ahead of them.  Deron Williams made “The Leap,” and their team will return largely intact next year.

(Like that is supposed to make Jazz fans feel better, I know.)

Speaking of poor officiating, that charge call on Paul Pierce, late in the fourth quarter of Celtics-Cavs, was abysmal.  Instead of Pierce shooting two to potentially trim the Cavs’ lead to three, the Cavs got the ball back.  Matt Harpring getting run over by Pau Gasol in Game Five of Jazz-Lakers thought that call was horrible.

The Ray Allen non-goaltending, on the other hand, was absolutely the correct call.  I always thought that goaltending couldn’t be called if a shot had no chance of going in, and who would argue that a shot hitting the side of the backboard had a chance of going in?  Michael Wilbon insisted that the basket should have counted, but I was happy to hear that I was, indeed, correct.

Anyway, what a pair of Game Sevens we basketball fans have in store in the next few days!

Tomorrow, part 3 of my “covert ops” mission.

Rafael Furcal = NL MVP Frontrunner, What Were the Vegas Odds On “Boston over Atlanta in 7″, And Further Proof That Karmic Powers Exist (And That My Sister Has Them)

Argh! I thought I just had a headache, but I guess I am full-blown sick! Sore throat, runny nose…good thing I still have two bags of cough drops from CVS (free after ECBs, naturally).

- It’s time…for some Dodgers love.

(I swear I’m not a bandwagon-er, even though it may appear that way because this is the first real Dodgers blog entry I’ve made this year.)

Rafael Furcal has to be the early favorite for NL MVP, right? No, I’m not saying this as a homer. I’m not saying this after watching Furcal tattoo a three-run, game-breaking HR against Colorado. And I’m not saying this as a fan of the guy himself. I’m saying this based on his stats YTD:

(as of 5/1/08) .370/.457/.580. 28 R, 44 H, 12 2B, 2 3B, 3 HR, 11 RBI, 18 BB. Second in NL in AVG, fourth in steals (7), top ten in OPS (1.036), and first in runs. Never mind all the SportsCenter-caliber plays he makes at shortstop. Is it no coincidence that his play is a key reason for the Dodgers’ six game winning streak?

Reports say that Furcal is open to offers for a contract extension mid-season. Can you blame the Dodgers for trying to re-sign him? Think he’ll take a three-year extension worth $48 million? Yeah, I know…$16 million for a SS who will be 34 at the end of the contract? I could think of bigger wastes of money.

(Tangent: I actually took a few minutes to decide which player I would associate with the word “wastes” above. It should really only have taken a few seconds; Schmidt has been injured, while Jones couldn’t get a hit if he were swinging a tennis racket.)

(Tangent #2: Did I just Ung-hex the Dodgers? It’s now Dodgers 7, Rockies 6. Whoops!)

- Raise your hand if you had the Atlanta-Boston series going more than five games.

If your hand is raised, you’re a Hawks fan (do those exist?), a damn liar, stoned out of your mind, or you own a time machine, went to the future, and saw Atlanta winning Game Six at home on May 2, 2008.

(Tangent: Why is it that, during the “NBA Cares” mini-commercials that air during the playoffs, do we hardly see the superstar players participating? ESPN just aired one such commercial, and Kyle Korver (!!!) was the guest. Was Deron Williams busy that night? Was Carlos Boozer having dinner with family that day?

I kid, of course. What the NBA has done for New Orleans is, in a word, remarkable.)

As I was watching the fourth quarter of the Celtics-Hawks game, one thought came to mind: “THIS team won only 35 games in the regular season?” People slammed the Hawks for taking Al Horford over Mike Conley, Jr., but Horford’s been real strong in this series. Naturally, I gotta ask: What if the Hawks had drafted Chris Paul? And why did I continue to see Ray Allen on Joe Johnson? Is Doc trying to get himself run out of town?

(Off-topic: Andruw Jones just doubled??? The world is going to end! His batting average probably just increased ten points with that one hit.)

Do the Hawks have a chance in hell of upsetting Boston in Game Seven? Why not? Do I think they’ll win? Of course not.

By the way, T-Mac is having a hell of a first half against Utah—10-16, 28/7/3—and I’d love to see Houston force a Game Seven against Utah. It’s gonna be hard to do so, though, sans Rafer Alston. Had he been healthy for the whole series, would this game be an elimination game for Utah? Also, LeBron went LeBron, manned up, and ousted Washington with a triple-double. I dare the Boston-Atlanta winner to start trashing LeBron.

(OT: It appears that the Ung-hex has been averted, thanks to a bases-clearing double by Matt Kemp. Whew.)

More playoff thoughts next time, but until then, let me wrap up with this:

- So as you loyal UngsungBlog readers—all none of you—know, my sister has karmic powers. Evidently, either I have yet to learn to stop picking on her, or I like letting karma kick me in the ass.

Well, as we were preparing to head back to MPK last Friday, my sister remarked that she was expecting a phone call from someone, but her phone wasn’t not in her possession. Standing right in front of our sofa, I asked where her phone was, and she explained that she had left it in her car.

I jokingly exclaimed that leaving her phone in her car was “foolish,” and immediately turned around to get something. That’s when I discovered that my sister had left my poker chip set besides the sofa, hidden under a blanket which hung over the sofa.

How did I know the poker chip set was there? Well, one nano-mill-second after I insulted my sister and turned around, my right foot Vanderjerked the hidden poker chip set.

(Vanderjerk, v., to kick something hard, either accidentally or not at all straight, named after former Indianapolis Colts idiot kicker Mike Vanderjagt: My nephew spilled his juice all over our carpet, so I disciplined him by Vanderjerking him in the butt.)

I screamed out in pain, bent over, and was immediately half-crying and half-laughing; crying because it hurt like a mother, and laughing because what happened was so ridiculous. My sister got a good laugh for about five minutes, and I thought it was a bit funny for a few seconds. Too bad my foot hurt for a good day or two.

Will I learn my lesson? Maybe when the Clippers win an NBA title.

One last parting thought: what the hell happened in the third quarter? I guess the Lakers better prepare for a Game One on Sunday.