Heat Blow Early Lead, Lose To Pacers 90-84
The Indiana Pacers have had this one circled on their calendars for some time now. They made no secret December 10th, 2013 would be a day of reckoning, a day when they would inflict revenge upon the Miami Heat's entire house for all the heart-breaking defeats the team has handed the "Golden Swag Nation" the past few years.
For months, all the Pacers have been able to talk about is the Miami Heat. Every day, Miami Heat did this, Miami Heat didn't do that, blah-blah-blah-blah-blah -- it's basically been on par with those Facebook status updates detailing what a total stranger's baby has been up to.
The whole obsession with the Heat has been very infinity times infinity, plus another infinity, totes mcgoats cray cray adorbes.
Well, December 10 finally got here, giving the Pacers their long-awaited chance at proving to their dads that they are NOT a failure, THEY ARE NOT!
The Pacers withstood early Miami Heat dominance, and won the Prom, Super Bowl, Bat Mitzvah, Quinceañera, Birthday, and Powerball all balled up into one, 90-84. Roy Hibbert had 24, Paul George had 17, David West had 17, and I had chicken parmigiana for dinner. Sorry, got sick of typing Pacer victory stats.
LeBron, like the Heat, started off incredibly hot. Then, like the rest of the Heat, ran a bath after the first ten minutes, got in, pooped himself, and read a book on his Kindle . Both James and Wade finished with 17, which just isn't going to cut it when Ray Allen is off (3 points), Battier's chest pass threes are hitting fat kids in the face in the stands (1-6 from 3), and Mario Chalmers is dribbling like a Christmas tree is plugged into his ass.
It might count just as much as a loss to the 76ers, but it's a lot harder to shrug off -- that is until you realize you still have Thanksgiving leftovers in the fridge, that is to say, the season is still SO YOUNG.
So that about covers the bad news, the good news is the Heat get another shot at the Pacers a week from today, and there will be hell to pay, hell I say!
SEVVVVENNNNNNNNNNNNNN DAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYSSSSSSSSSS, PACERS! YOU'RE ON BORROWED TIME MY FRIENDS!