Fellow Lakers fans you can miss me with that, “we never wanted Paul George anyway” mess. Losing out on him last summer was even worse than losing Julius Randle this free agency, like All Star (J.R. for next year) D’Angelo Russell the one before. Sure we got the best player in the league in the mid-thirties LeBron James but even a G.O.A.T. needs a sidekick to shepherd. So much so the Magic of this Kings la la land wanted to cast a spell that would have exiled the whole future of Hollywood in an Academy’s worth of promising talent, to roll out the red carpet for one big man in Anthony Davis who has all but vowed to come to the Lakers next year as a free agent anyway.
But the last person to say that was hometown hero Paul George. But after being introduced by Nas this Summer on a cook-out hosted by a certain Russell Westbrook that barbequed the Lakers big night before, it showed us in this business words aren’t bond when there’s a new brotherhood that’s much more strong. But as some LeBronland band-wagon roller fans were too busy polishing King James’ crown, they failed to see that they had to look to the clouds if they wanted to see the full-court forecast of a better chance of reign, when it comes to watching the throne in this game of them.
And with all due respect to the King…and Prince. Purple reign ain’t got nothing on the Thunder right now.
But in the city of stars they can’t see for their singing in the movie musical world umbrellas they dance a round like finding a decent buyout bargain from the current March 1st deadline market.
Forget ‘Space Jam 2’ the real ‘Monstas’ are in Oklahoma.
First off there’s the dynamite dynamo of Russell Westbrook. The epic, most exciting player in the whole association for better or worse. Why not? Shawn Kemp in guard form for the small ball revolution and the franchise that used to be the Supersonics (save Seattle like Sue Bird’s Storm if you want to talk about reign). A UCLA grad they wanted in Hollywoodland, but still no stranger to breaking Oscar records like Robertson’s triple doubles every, single night. A player as Most Valuable and still so underrated as they come.
Just like the new Robin to his Batman, now Victor Oladipo joins Kevin Durant and James Harden in the big-three what could have beens. The best superstar sidekick, more than that moniker since Scottie Pippen having the back of another and the ultimate Jordan Brand. Right now Paul George is in a big-three horse race for MVP alongside the Beard and the Alphabet of Giannis Antetokounmpo. With the new Big Game King James streak of 30 looking to only wilt when it passes Chamberlain, the reigning Maurice Poldoff holder looks to reclaim this as much as the only team standing in his way of the championship, the Golden State Warriors look to do with Larry O’Brien. But our dollars and sense are on the Greek Freak like betting most 1 through 15’s can’t spell his name right. He should get it just for shooting practice jumpers whilst Ja Rule was still performing at the halftime of 90’s night this weekend. Fyre! “Are you with me? I said Are you with meeeeeeeee?”
I guess not!
But even so Paul George and his pure digits of a 38.9 average these last four weeks are the most valuable of the month forget just calling it ‘Western Conference Player of the Month’ this week. And shooting like Clipse at the horn this guy’s a killer in the clutch like the Lakers Horry. The kind of player the purple needs right now to see gold instead of clutching at trade bit straws. This weekend when D’Angelo Russell on the low was showing out with 40 on his 23rd, another Lake Show one time, what could have been showed he was no has been. Even after critically coming back from a should of been career crippling injury that made Gordon Hayward’s foot revolution look like “tis but a scratch”. Silencing the Jazz at the buzzer like that boy to Boston in a O.T. O.T.T. game that was called like when Michael Jackson put on some Halloween makeup one night and got in the booth with music man Quincy Jones for the best selling album of all-time. And this all-star like them for the record has been serving up numbers this last week like this weekends all star is born Hollywood Oscar hopefuls have been serving up looks on the red carpet.
So roll it out because the former underrated great like Mahershala Ali in this game is rolling with his gunning on the road like rifling through ‘Green Book’ page after page. And when Paul comes back to the former Ford Center home to refuel it doesn’t even look like George’s speedometer is running out a gas.
Siphon that. Because by George, Paul is here ’till the wheels fall off.
And with all due respect to Carmelo Anthony like the rest of the league should give him (hello again Lake Show. We’re looking in your direction. Don’t make the same mistakes. Or the same problems of Houston), who needs an OK3 big-three when you have these two? A dynamite duo as dynamic like the best since Shaq and Kobe, or Jordan and Pip. S### they still have a more than O.K. big three with most underrated big-men Kiwi Steven Adams (or how about Schröeder, Grant’s son or dunking Diallo? Pick your poison). Make ‘Aquaman’ an All Star like he is a Hollywood one already. Numbers don’t lie and everyone in this city is putting up the truth. Paul George may have missed you with that Hollywood gloss and may have two first names as regular as my day job (but the name of two Beatles so ‘Let It Be’ as legendary as that), but he ain’t quiting like I shouldn’t mine. There is nothing regular about his game Joe. And that’s why this P.G. leading like a Point Guard’s name belongs in the brightest of association lights.
P.G.-13 not suitable for all. Please! You’d love this grown player to accompany your National Basketball boys.
A Harden way 32 at least average since you were running around doing your last minute Christmas shopping. A running like Valentine’s as the train departs arch teardrop with nothing but 0.8 to go in the desert, that was all water this big weekend. Leaving more than those in Utah with no dry eyes at they departed the Delta.
You’re talking to a Laker fan who wanted Los Angeles son Paul George to come home so bad he tweeted about buying his best in the association Nike sneakers when he was still Pacing in Indiana colors like a troll.
Isn’t that tampering ‘Team Giannis’ (and how about his best in the All Star showcase in Charlotte 360 for Antetokounmpo’s squad?)?
Magic to Kimmel wink.
The Warriors Came Out To Play This Series
Even without the fantasy Basketball of Kevin Durant in this series, the Golden State Warriors still brought out the brooms like ‘Fantasia’.
And swept out of Game 4 like Thanos click finger dust, the Portland Trailblazers may have only lost by a bucket (119-117)…and in overtime at that. But with all the Splash they had to contend with this series from brothers Steph Curry and Klay Thompson, they were left dealing with more leaks and holes in all of their own ones like Mickey Mouse in said Disney epic.
This was meant to be the showdown between Dell Curry’s boys Steph and Seth which divided a household. And although the youngest gun stepped up to the plate, swung big in this carnival and knocked them down, big brother was always watching.
Steph Curry averaged over 36 points a game this series. Just read that again. 36 points. Right now we don’t need to talk about Kevin.
The Warriors are a dynasty for the ages even without their best player (although this writer thinks he wasn’t missing this entire series). The first team to make it to five straight finals since the Boston Celtics. The 1960’s Bill Russell Celtics. That’s King James crowning legendary. And Steph Curry with the shot and that facet of the game is just as iconic and dominant as a Bill block.
Give some credit to a blazing Portland side who never gave up despite the box score. They can hold their heads in the PDX. Even in their Moda Center home-stand City Of Roses end in RIP City. Their season eulogy should read as a celebration and commiseration, not a trolling condescension from critically entitled fans who have done nothing to determine the outcome of these games and could never make it this far in their wildest memes. They call themselves “influencers”? Well no one’s going to remember them in 50 years.
The NBA will remember one of their Top 100 greatest of all-time in a half century though. As after hitting the biggest buzzer beater in playoff history against Paul George and the Oklahoma City Thunder in the first round, Damian Lillard played through the pain of separated ribs this series and still made the Basketball God’s look down from the hoop heavens with praise. Like New York singer St. Vincent tweeted, “Damian Lillard is my hero”. Even his backcourt brother of splash CJ McCollum in the only small man set up to rival Curry and Klay came out to play against the Warriors after midrange mining the Nuggets into submission in Denver just over a week ago.
But Curry’s red hot triple double, starter, mains and dessert dish of 37, 13 and 11, to go along with a playing not crying, Draymond Green’s day of 18, 14 and 11 assists also was just too much in the clutch. As Stephen and Dray became the first teammates in NBA history to have a triple double in the same playoff game. Forget how much this team can unbelievably keep winning, how does this ball manage to get shared this much?
Well that just may be the secret of success?
The real test is dubbed next however in the Warriors last season in Golden State before they move across that Golden bridge to the Silicon Valley of a digital age in San Francisco. They will play the winner of the Milwaukee Bucks (probably…Giannis…MVP. Sorry Toronto but come on!) and Raptors series. But by then they should have some guy called Kevin back.
I mean come on. This has been getting crazy. This is just out of hand like said ball in Splash City.
Now Bill Russell and the Boston Celtics’ record of eight straight finals and wins doesn’t look far out of reach for Steph Curry and the player and team with the biggest range in the association over the gate of the Pacific.
Welcome to the Toronto Raptors’ Jurassic Park
“In Jurassic Park, Raptor fans wait until after dark. Even if the cold might eat them!”
Fans find a way.
An ace serve or two away from being as legendary as Wimbledon’s ‘Murray Mound’ or ‘Henman Hill’ outside the Scotiabank Arena, the Toronto Raptors Maple Leaf Square’s “Jurassic Park” may just be the ticket for this sold out crowd.
Raptor Klaw, Kawhi Leonard ruled the earth last night. He and the T-Dot at the final tick beat the Sixers in The Six, as his shot bobbled like a beach ball on the surface of a swimming pool before making the biggest splash of these postseason playoffs. Taking longer to fall than Leonardo DiCaprio’s spinning top in ‘Inception’. But this was no dream.
And if you thought the Scotiabank Arena in downtown Toronto erupted last night, then outside in Maple Leaf Square it was like the volcanoes that killed the dinosaurs after that big ball dropped. An Armageddon even Bruce Willis couldn’t save like he wish he could his career.
Welcome to Jurassic World.
With all due respect to the Linsanity of Jeremy Lin, or pick your poison whoever is your flash card pick of the bench mob pack, but the Jurassic Park crowd fenced in outside of Scotia is the teams spiritual sixth man, spark plug. As electric as the paddock like perimeter fence surrounding them feels with this buzz over basketball (and national sport hockey come Leaf picking season), this crowd can’t be contained.
Forget rain or shine. You see the slickers. These faithful fans will pitch a spot waiting for game time like the ball to drop in Times Square for New Year in New York, sleeping bag lining up all day in their hordes huddled for warmth. These beautiful fans will brave the harshest, most frigid temperatures to be the coldest fans in the game in more ways than one. Part of the ‘We The North’ community in the 6 that the Basketball God’s look down on with pride, whilst other armchair fans watch this game for the throne from home. Or leave early like those suit and tie corporate seats trying to catch that last red eye Matt Bonner home.
Can you imagine of they called game early before Kawhi last night?
I could imagine Drake taking in the CN Tower looking up views of the Jurassic though, like it was all the basketball God’s plan.
Well those in the park for recreation stayed until the beautiful end to a game Butler almost delivered bitter. And you could could phantom cam see every emotion in slow motion last night as Leonard’s buzzer beating ball toyed with the rim like three dots on messenger, or Damien Lillard even further downtown in Oklahoma City.
This is the spirit of the stadium and the soul of the squad, expanding the capacity arena and the Canadian ballclubs worldwide fanbase watching on their own Jumbotrons.
And the Toronto Raptors are going to need all the north they can get if they’re going to stop the Bucks in Milwaukee.
But this club has the claws to do it. And if you don’t think they can win in Wisconsin on their own road to being the first franchise outside of the United States to be NBA finalists and who knows what next against the Warriors(?), then just watch this Canadian cornerstone from the Jurassic era.
Extinct in six? Nah! Get ready to hear the North roar.