So while everybody else in Cleveland is busy chasing down Eva Longoria (if you see her... CALL ME!), and LeBron James is welcoming his new son, Bryce Maximus, into the world (Um, LeBron… do you like movies about gladiators?), I’m dragging my battered body and bloody feet off to watch Game 4 just like John McClane from Die Hard.
The Cleveland Cavaliers are on the top floor of the skyscraper right now without any ammo - and surrounded by those high-tech basketball foes from The Alamo. Everybody from the national media to the rest of the country is betting on the Spurs - and that the Cavaliers will most likely leave the building in a proverbial body bag.
So, as always, just like John McClane and the city of Cleveland are concerned: It’s us against the world. Hopefully, LeBron James can “pull a Bruce Willis” and figure out a way to use a car (or anything else for that matter) to take out Tim Duncan or Tony Parker - because, in the meantime, I’m afraid we’re all out of bullets.
The Drive, The Fumble, The Shot... The Sweep? Look's like it's time to "Die Harder."
Win or lose, though, it’s been one hell of a thrill ride.
As the San Antonio Spurs, the national media, or “Hans Gruber” might ask Cleveland: “Do you really think you have a chance against us, Mister Cowboy?”
“Yippee-ki-yay, motherf...!”
Article comments
1 - keshia
I THINK THAT IF THEY TRY VERY HARD THEN THEY WILL BE ABLE TO WIN A GAME STOP BEING FOCUS ON SHOOTING ALL THOSE 3'S AND MISSING PLAY THE GAME...
2 - RJ
We are all witnesses to the sweep...
3 - Chris McVetta
KESHIA WHAT HELL TALKING ABOUT YOU WHEN YOU WRIGHT THIS COMMENTS ABOUT OVER THESE GAMES AND FOCUS ON THOUGHTS NEED TO BE YOU GATHERING...