It’s Just One Of Them Days, Rick.
Lakers 114, Dallas 107. Dallas, you are the train that thought you could. Sadly, you just can’t. Dallas was up the majority of the game. Even when Dallas was playing lights out and the Lakers were smoking weed, Dallas was only up single digits. That’s the difference my friends. After the Lakers woke up from food coma and blazing, they finally started to play and play without panicking. It was just execution down the stretch. Fluidity. No nonsense. Kobe was about as nasty as D-Wade (formerly D-Fake) was tonight down the stretch.
Carlisle, save yourself the grief. Your squad is fake and always will be. 8th seed is all you can hope for at this point. I’m getting tired of even hating on you guys. I’m out.