The question coming into this epic game seven was: Which Lakers team would show up?
The lackadaisical, uninterested, barely an effort ones of games four and six or the aggressive, relentless, knock your socks off juggernaut of game five.
Any more questions?
Rocking their home court Sunday whites, the Los Angeles Lakers replied to the “heart” question with a dominating win that left little doubt that they’re capable of winning a championship. Mr. Hyde didn’t let Dr. Jekyll show his face today, the two faced Lakers only exposed one of those faces in this game…the one that meant business. I spent the afternoon swilling champagne and making multiple trips to the buffet at the Universal City Hilton. I had to wade through the sea of Universal Studios tourists to get there, but the crab legs, sushi bar and prime rib tends to make the traffic not seem so bad. It didn’t hurt that the Lakers game on the big screen plasma followed exactly the storyline I had hoped it would. The Lakers scored the first point of the game on a Trevor Ariza free throw and never looked back, a wire to wire victory for L.A. ensued with the outcome never in question. This game was in the refrigerator at halftime and I was able to enjoy my brunch with in-laws without the stress of a nail biter.
With the threat of elimination looming large, the Lakers responded and sent the overwhelmed Rockets fishing for the off season. Not a dominating performance by Kobe Bryant, but a dominant performance by the Lakers TEAM proving it’s about the name ON THE FRONT OF THE JERSEY and now the chests around LaLaLand are puffed out just a little extra with this convincing victory…but no silicone required…this one was about pride.
Pau Gasol stepped up big by imposing his will in the post. With Houston missing Yao Ming the Lakers have the advantage down low and actually exposed it today at Staples Center in downtown LoHANGelez.
The Doyerz had already set the tone for the day by putting up 6 runs in the first three innings behind young gun Clayton Kershaw who flirted with a no hitter The mojo in The City of Angeles was good and carried over from Chavez Ravine to center court. With all the marbles on the line, Pau GaSOFT was hard as nails in this must win situation with 11 points and 12 rebounds before halftime. He would go on to finish with 21 and 18...Pretty Pau-erful stuff in a game seven for a so-called stiff.
Andrew Bynum finally snapped out of his coma too.
After several sub-par efforts and less than stellar games, young Drew came through when it counted most with 14 points including an alley oop slam from Ariza and blocked a couple of shots.…Granted it was against a depleted Rockets frontcourt, but for Lakers fans…any sign of life out of Bynum is a plus and today, he answered the call like Hef sent the invite.
The Rockets couldn’t hit the broadside of a barn pretty much the whole day and I’m not sure if it was the Lakers extra effort on defense that caused it or game seven jitters. They could do nothing to stop the inside game of the bigger, stronger Lakers. They also lost the rebound battle BIG TIME, 55-33. They were simply out hustled, outclassed and outplayed by a determined Los Angeles Lakers squad who needed a showing like this not only to respond to questions about their heart, but to create momentum for the next series against the red hot Denver Nuggets.
Thus far the Nuggets have cruised through the playoffs by simply outscoring their opponents and have yet to look challenged. You can count on the high scoring Lakers to test them more then any other team they’ve faced thus far in these playoffs. L.A. owned Denver during the regular season, sweeping them 4-0, but that was before Chauncey Billups made his mark on the resurgent Nuggs, who are in their first Western Conference Finals since Alex English and Kiki Vandeweghe roamed the floor in the Mile High City back in George Orwell’s favorite year, 1984. They lost to the Los Angeles Lakers that year and barring another Lakeshow loss of focus, history should repeat itself this year. Carmelo Anthony will score in droves, Chris “The Birdman” Andersen will fly around and swat a few wayward attempts, JR Smith will hit some impossible shots and Mr. Big Shot Billups will lead them like George Patton, but in the end the Lakers should prove to be too big and too good to be stopped by a team that has an aversion to playing sustained defense. The Enver McNuggets hate playing defense more than Jerry hates Newman.
Though a large percentage of basketball pundits and bloggers are predicting the Nuggets to win the series, I personally can see a Denver style omelet cooking in the immediate future for L.A….I’m not saying it’ll be easy, but the Lakers should beat the Nuggets and return to the Finals for a second straight year. If it were the chowder eating clover pickers, I wouldn’t worry about motivation but this only opens the door for more possibility of even more lethargy on the part of the Lakers…Not that Melo and the baby blue clad ink show or the Crabdribbliliers aren’t worthy opponents, it’s just that, like the rest of L.A., I WANTED BOSTON.
Unfortunately, there is no chance of exacting revenge on the hated rivals because they were Magically sent home by Orlando, who now get the unenviable task of trying to stop the chalk cloud tossing MVP and LeCavs. A David Stern wet dream of Kobe vs. LeBron is still alive and well despite the gutsy performance of the Houston Rockets and the basketball fans of the world salivate at the thought of it.
The lackadaisical, uninterested, barely an effort ones of games four and six or the aggressive, relentless, knock your socks off juggernaut of game five.
Any more questions?
Rocking their home court Sunday whites, the Los Angeles Lakers replied to the “heart” question with a dominating win that left little doubt that they’re capable of winning a championship. Mr. Hyde didn’t let Dr. Jekyll show his face today, the two faced Lakers only exposed one of those faces in this game…the one that meant business. I spent the afternoon swilling champagne and making multiple trips to the buffet at the Universal City Hilton. I had to wade through the sea of Universal Studios tourists to get there, but the crab legs, sushi bar and prime rib tends to make the traffic not seem so bad. It didn’t hurt that the Lakers game on the big screen plasma followed exactly the storyline I had hoped it would. The Lakers scored the first point of the game on a Trevor Ariza free throw and never looked back, a wire to wire victory for L.A. ensued with the outcome never in question. This game was in the refrigerator at halftime and I was able to enjoy my brunch with in-laws without the stress of a nail biter.
With the threat of elimination looming large, the Lakers responded and sent the overwhelmed Rockets fishing for the off season. Not a dominating performance by Kobe Bryant, but a dominant performance by the Lakers TEAM proving it’s about the name ON THE FRONT OF THE JERSEY and now the chests around LaLaLand are puffed out just a little extra with this convincing victory…but no silicone required…this one was about pride.
Pau Gasol stepped up big by imposing his will in the post. With Houston missing Yao Ming the Lakers have the advantage down low and actually exposed it today at Staples Center in downtown LoHANGelez.
The Doyerz had already set the tone for the day by putting up 6 runs in the first three innings behind young gun Clayton Kershaw who flirted with a no hitter The mojo in The City of Angeles was good and carried over from Chavez Ravine to center court. With all the marbles on the line, Pau GaSOFT was hard as nails in this must win situation with 11 points and 12 rebounds before halftime. He would go on to finish with 21 and 18...Pretty Pau-erful stuff in a game seven for a so-called stiff.
Andrew Bynum finally snapped out of his coma too.
After several sub-par efforts and less than stellar games, young Drew came through when it counted most with 14 points including an alley oop slam from Ariza and blocked a couple of shots.…Granted it was against a depleted Rockets frontcourt, but for Lakers fans…any sign of life out of Bynum is a plus and today, he answered the call like Hef sent the invite.
The Rockets couldn’t hit the broadside of a barn pretty much the whole day and I’m not sure if it was the Lakers extra effort on defense that caused it or game seven jitters. They could do nothing to stop the inside game of the bigger, stronger Lakers. They also lost the rebound battle BIG TIME, 55-33. They were simply out hustled, outclassed and outplayed by a determined Los Angeles Lakers squad who needed a showing like this not only to respond to questions about their heart, but to create momentum for the next series against the red hot Denver Nuggets.
Thus far the Nuggets have cruised through the playoffs by simply outscoring their opponents and have yet to look challenged. You can count on the high scoring Lakers to test them more then any other team they’ve faced thus far in these playoffs. L.A. owned Denver during the regular season, sweeping them 4-0, but that was before Chauncey Billups made his mark on the resurgent Nuggs, who are in their first Western Conference Finals since Alex English and Kiki Vandeweghe roamed the floor in the Mile High City back in George Orwell’s favorite year, 1984. They lost to the Los Angeles Lakers that year and barring another Lakeshow loss of focus, history should repeat itself this year. Carmelo Anthony will score in droves, Chris “The Birdman” Andersen will fly around and swat a few wayward attempts, JR Smith will hit some impossible shots and Mr. Big Shot Billups will lead them like George Patton, but in the end the Lakers should prove to be too big and too good to be stopped by a team that has an aversion to playing sustained defense. The Enver McNuggets hate playing defense more than Jerry hates Newman.
Though a large percentage of basketball pundits and bloggers are predicting the Nuggets to win the series, I personally can see a Denver style omelet cooking in the immediate future for L.A….I’m not saying it’ll be easy, but the Lakers should beat the Nuggets and return to the Finals for a second straight year. If it were the chowder eating clover pickers, I wouldn’t worry about motivation but this only opens the door for more possibility of even more lethargy on the part of the Lakers…Not that Melo and the baby blue clad ink show or the Crabdribbliliers aren’t worthy opponents, it’s just that, like the rest of L.A., I WANTED BOSTON.
Unfortunately, there is no chance of exacting revenge on the hated rivals because they were Magically sent home by Orlando, who now get the unenviable task of trying to stop the chalk cloud tossing MVP and LeCavs. A David Stern wet dream of Kobe vs. LeBron is still alive and well despite the gutsy performance of the Houston Rockets and the basketball fans of the world salivate at the thought of it.
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