The NBA Finals: Where Amazing Happened

As a Lakers fan, at the beginning of each NBA season there are two things I hope for.

  1. Lakers win a championship.
  2. And if the Lakers don’t win, then I hope for LeBron James to be denied a championship yet again.

Call me a homer, but when the former was no longer possible, I prayed that at least the latter would manifest.

I decided to take a sabbatical from the NBA after the Lakers were swept by the Mavericks. I thought the Mavericks and the Heat would cruise to the NBA finals. I haven’t been sold on the youth revolution, led by Derrick Rose and Kevin Durant, just yet.

And I was right. Both the Mavericks and the Heat won their series’ convincingly, four games to one. By giving myself the conference finals off, I felt refreshed as a basketball fan; and was fully ready to enjoy the NBA finals from an objective standpoint.

Little did I know that I was about to witness the most compelling NBA Finals since I started watching basketball in 1999. Allow me to make my case.

Heading into most finals, I usually have a hunch on who has the upper hand in the series before game one even tips off, but not this time. In the early 2000’s, the Lakers weren’t expected to lose to the Pacers, Sixers nor the Nets, as they had Shaq and Kobe in their primes.

Even when the two combatants were evenly matched, there was always an asterisk. Watching the Spurs and the Pistons grind through seven games is the equivalent to trench warfare. In 2008, everyone wanted to see the Lakers and Celtics renew their rivalry, but unfortunately the climax of that series was a rout. In their rematch last year, it’s fair to say the majority of the country wanted to see two fresh teams battle it out on the grandest stage in basketball.

And don’t even get me started about 2004 when Gary Payton, Kobe, Rick Fox, Karl Malone and Shaq fell to the Pistons. In Kobe’s words after winning the 2009 finals, that series was “Chinese water torture.”

So here we are in 2011, the Mavericks facing off against the Heat. The series had classic written all over it, with story lines that the media didn’t even need to fabricate. Could the Mavericks avenge their defeat to the Heat in 2006? Would old man Jason Kidd, the Big German Dirk Nowitzki and their band of wily veterans be able to win their first championship? Did the Mavericks actually just reach the finals with Caron Butler, Brendan Haywood and Rodrigue Beaubois all banged up? Are LeBron James and DeShawn Stevenson going to renew their rivalry from their Cavaliers and Wizards days?

But the biggest question remained: how scary would it be for the rest of the league if the Heat’s big three won a championship in their first year together?

All those questions were going to be answered within a span of six games. To top it all off, this series defined the legacies of four superstars: Dirk, LeBron, D-Wade and Chris Bosh.

The series started as we all feared it would. The Heat looked to be clicking on all cylinders at the right time as they took care of business in game one, 92-84. To add insult to injury, Nowitzki tore a tendon in his middle finger in the loss.

Then in game two, D-Wade hit a corner three to extend the Heat’s lead to  15, the Heat were on the verge on taking a 2-0 lead in the series. He started strutting back holding his follow through right in front of the Mavericks’ bench.

Next: A Turn of Events

The series turned 180 degrees from that point on.

Led by Nowiktzki, the Mavericks ended the game on a 20-3 run and stole game number two. My friend texted me immediately after saying “I’m so glad we actually have a series on our hands now.” From that point on, every game in that series was worthy of being shown over and over again on ESPN classic.

Charles Barkley once said “you know a series is over when you play your best and the other team still beats you.”  What’s amazing about this series is that moment never happened for either team.

Just when you thought the Heat were down and out, Mario Chalmers would step up and heave up a buzzer –beater or two from half court, proving he’s not a one shot wonder from his time at Kansas.

Just when you thought the Mavs’ big one couldn’t counter Miami’s big three, Jason Terry comes off the bench and provides 27 points, making pull-up jumpers look like layups.

When you thought the games couldn’t get any better, they did. I was a doubter myself, after Bosh hit the game winner in game three, my Facebook status read “games 4-7 in this series will not match the excitement and intensity of this one.”

For once in my life, I couldn’t be happier to be proven wrong.

This series was so enthralling to watch, it’s as if David Stern scripted it.

In a series we expected the superstars to dictate, a few unsuspecting role players were able to influence the series each in their own way.

Who would’ve thought JJ Barea would influence the NBA finals like no little man has done since Allen Iverson in 2000. Barea was so effective that Heat coach Erik Spoelstra admitted their game plan was to guard Barea in the same manner they contained Chicago’s Derrick Rose. Rick Carlisle’s decision to insert Barea into the starting lineup solved the Mavericks’ perpetual struggle to come out of the gates strong.

Carlisle also made another decision that left fans scratching their heads: by giving Brian “the custodian” Cardinal major minutes. When Cardinal hit a three, I started laughing; as the series progressed Cardinal made sure everyone took him seriously by taking charges, out-hustling the other nine guys on the court and being a thorn in the side of Chris Bosh. Dare I say it, but Coach Carlisle’s looked like the best coach in the playoffs this year.

For the Heat, it was the opposite; the supporting cast they signed to complement the big three didn’t show up while the Mavericks’ bench was able to provide things like a 17 point turnaround in game six with Dirk sitting with two early fouls.

Udonis Haslem wasn’t the Haslem we saw in the Chicago series. Mike Bibby was such a liability that Spoelstra had to bench him for the full 48 minutes in game six in favour of Eddie House. Mike Miller looked distracted by his family issues, and was a non-factor.

We haven’t even talked about LeBron yet; the man who took his talents to South Beach in the off-season, for a shot at a championship with two superstars.

Besides his incredible poster of Mahinmi in game three, and his triple-double in game five, LeBron was largely invisible, especially in the fourth quarter.

Jokes began surfacing the internet about the self-proclaimed “Chosen One’s” disappearing act in the fourth quarter.

“I saw Lebron James & asked for $1. He gave me $.75. I said where’s the rest? He replied, ‘I don’t have a 4th quarter’,” @postsecret tweeted.

Another tweeter posted, “we should all be like LeBron and take the last twelve minutes of work off.”

What was especially interesting was when Wade went down with a hip injury in game five, he returned almost immediately. To me, that was Wade sending a message indirectly to LeBron, making sure LeBron knows “this is still my team and I don’t trust you to lead my Miami Heat to a victory in the biggest game of the season. So even if I’m 70 per cent, I’m coming back out there because I know you can’t do it alone, as we all saw in Cleveland.”

In the most enthralling series of the decade, LeBron was the biggest loser.

Ultimately, Dallas’ complete team effort trumped Miami’s individual play.

Lest we forget, this was also Mark Jackson’s final series in the broadcast booth. By agreeing to coach the Golden State Warriors, the constantly entertaining triumvirate of Jackson, Jeff Van Gundy and Mike Breen is prematurely broken up. Let’s cross our fingers that Shaq has already inquired about taking Jackson’s place.

As the series came to a close, Breen called this series the ultimate roller coaster ride.

I’ll take you one further Mr. Breen. This has been the best series I’ve ever watched in my young life, better than the 2009 Bulls and Celtics series, only because that didn’t nearly have as much riding on the line; and better than the 2004 Lakers and Spurs series by a hair because it didn’t only provide one unforgettable moment (Fish’s 0.4 shot), it provided enough to last us through the summer.

Game six was bittersweet, I wanted to see LeBron lose again but I didn’t want to see this series come to an end.

So congratulations are in store for Mark Cuban and his Dallas Mavericks, but we all know Kobe was watching this series somewhere with revenge on his mind.

 

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