Monday, June 14, 2004

Three down, one to go.

Championship fever ravages Detroit.

Finally, the national coverage is starting to show a little respect for the men in red, white and blue. Even Tom "Help--I've Been Assaulted by Don Cherry's Couch!" Tolbert said the Pistons were the better team last night.

By the way, Jim Rome is a prophet (from Friday's show):

[Y]ou know where their backs to the wall, and coming off such a bad game, Bryant is going to take matters into his own hands and try to win game 4 all by himself, you know he’s going to jack it up 40 times. Shaq: Already furious that he’s not getting the ball, is going to snap, I’d look for him to quit, and walk off the floor sometime in the middle of the second quarter Sunday…seriously, I ‘d love to be there today when Philip tells his team, you know when he addressed the entire team, but everyone knows he’s talking about Kobe, when he tells them they have to do a better job of moving the ball and getting to Shaq, Bryant will be like, uh huh, uh huh, you’re right, and then go out and dribble down the clock every time, solo for about 20 seconds and then jack 40 off balance 20 footers. Good luck with that.

One more, one more, one more....

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