Three weeks ago, I was hungrily looking forward to 40 playoff games in 40 nights. There’s nothing better than seeing the best players in the world night after night, pushing themselves to new levels of hoop.
It wasn’t always fun following a league that is only sprinkled with players who bring it every night; a league that forces you to watch bottom feeding teams like the Warriors and the Timberwolves for six months, just so you can get to know players that might get traded to a contender.
But when the playoffs finally roll around, I know I am going to see the best basketball on earth. Toss in a daily serving of Barkley and I am stoked beyond recognition.
Three weeks ago, I was slobbering over a Western Conference more stacked than Christina Hendricks and an Eastern Conference with Shaqobe levels of bad blood between its top teams.
So what happened?
With three of four conference semifinals in the books via disappointing sweeps, only the Boston-Cleveland series still has the potential fo ...
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Article written by Beckley Mason