At a standing room only bar in Hollywood, I watched the Celtics/Lakers game. On my right was a guy who looked like “The Dude” from The Big Lebowski, and on my left was a blonde with fake boobs. The Lakers in the Finals bring out the essence of Los Angeles.
The game was one for the ages. The Celtics mounted one of the biggest comebacks in modern NBA history and played like “ballers.” The Celtics wanted the game more, pure and simple. They weren’t tired, showed hunger, and stole the game from the Lakers. In addition, they played stellar defense while Kobe Bryant left his A-game at home.
The Lakers have serious issues on defense and lack a true low post defender. Paul Pierce is cruising towards a possible MVP trophy, eventhough Ray Allen’s game last night gets him serious MVP points.
The night wasn’t a total wash, the night closed with The Big Lebowski talking to the girl with the fake boobs. The Dude abides and the night moved-on in Los Angeles, with shouts of “Fuck the Celtics” echoing down Santa Monica Blvd.
The guys at Accuscore tell me the Celts have a 91% chance of winning the series and no team has ever come back from a 3-1 NBA Finals deficit. I agree, stick a fork in the Lakers, they’re done.