5:03 remaining in the 3rd quarter. Clippers leading the 8 – 5,743 Cleveland Cavaliers by only 1 (what? The Cavs only lost 45? Man. Seems low), and I’ve got that rumbly feeling in the pit of my stomach; the feeling you got when you KNEW you’d been screwing around in English and that your 6th period class is gonna show some absences that your folks didn’t know about, and that report card is on. It’s. Way. Trouble is brewing. The hard-luck Cavs not only lost LeBron, Shaq and Zydrunas last summer, they followed up by losing their self-respect to Miami in November, then their 3rd most legit NBAer Anderson Varejo, then the “face of the franchise” (ugly, ugly franchise) Mo Williams for HUGE chunks of the season. Add that up? Cavs have whipping boy status, one lonely win since November 30th, and a 26 game losing streak. I could field a team of NBA broadcasters, featruring butterball Barkley, creaky Reggie Miller, me, and my English Mastiff, I guarantee we wouldn’t lose 26 straight. It’s sad, but a perfect storm of suckitude brewed right on up in Quicken Loans Arena for Ceveland, and it is bitterly horrible.
So ANOTHER perfect storm is brewing right now- Blake Griffen is in the spotlight, Clips are coming off of an emotionally charged nationally televised game where they trounced the Knicks at MSG, Mo Williams is back after an extended absence from the linr-up due to injury, providing an emotional boost, and the Cavs are just plain playing on pride- NO ONE wants to lose like that, and the Cavs, pathetic as they are, are still professional athletes. SO. It’s the end of the 3rd. Clips are DOWN 83 – 80. 12 minutes left. THe Clippers do NOT want the ignomony of being the team to end this Cav losing streak. Randy Foye, break that magic bag out you flexed the other night in NY, man. 12 minutes. Get this win, Clippers. I think they pull it out, but man, that report card is COMING, I can feel it in my belly.