Every time I want to write off the Heat for the season, they give a performance like this. Where do they come from? It’s amazing. How can a team lose three disgusting games to the Milwaukee Bucks and then turn around and beat the league’s best team… twice? Ok, not twice. But an off-balance 25-foot bank shot three-point heave away from twice…
Games like this string you along. They give you hope. They make you remember that despite all the torture, the Heat was just one Game 7 victory away from reaching the second round of the playoffs last season. They make you think of all the ways the Heat are better prepared this season. They make you think through all of the “what if” scenarios.
What if the role players can consistently give this type of effort? What if Michael Beasley ever reaches his true potential? What if the Heat had instead drafted Russell Westbrook? What would this team look like when Chris Bosh came knocking?
I’ll tell you what’s nice about this victory. It’s nice to be able to laugh in the face of Charles Barkley. Sir Charles remarked before the game that the difference between the Heat and Lakers is that if Kobe plays well the Lakers are virtually guaranteed a victory whereas if Dwyane plays well the Heat can still get blown out by double digits on any given night.
I can criticize my general manager for making stupid player personnel decisions. I can criticize my head coach for his stupid rotations and lack of understanding. And I can criticize my players for being utterly useless. But damn it if I’m going to let some old, retired guy make comments about a situation he doesn’t understand, even if he is a Hall of Famer. Who cares if he’s right? This is my city. This is my team.