NBA Live: Chicago bulls vs. Houston Rockets 2/24/08
Sunday, February 24, 2008
Well, I finally saw a bulls game live in the flesh. Too bad it's about ten years too late. You may remember my F*** THE bulls post from a while back...well, I still feel that way about this year's team but my buddy Scott had gotten me tickets for tonight's contest a while back so I went ahead and went. The game played out exactly as I predicted.
[This was about as close it got all game long]
The first quarter was very lackluster and surprisingly the bulls hung close to the Rockets. The Rockets were getting to the free throw line but couldn't convert. They overcame that problem as the game wore on.
The second quarter featured more nonsense that I've already forgotten because the game was memorable for only a few reasons:
1) The bulls are really, really bad
2) The Rockets shot the lights out
3) The Rockets' Power Dancers are hot. I see ya, boo.
The third quarter featured Tracy "Half-Man, Half-Season" McGrady deciding to make a mockery out of anyone in a bulls uniform. Throughout the second half, he drilled jumper after jumper in the respective mugs of Luol Deng and Thabo Sefolosha. The smirk he wore on his face quietly infuriated me, but I already know that She-Mac will probably tear another labia later on this season so I stayed calm. More lack of details lets you know how horrible the bulls are. Beard Gooden did smash one pretty nasty on top of Yao's massive dome. That was the only bulls' highlight to speak of. 
In the fourth quarter, She-Mac kept embarassing the bulls, Shane Battier shot 3's from the corner (surprise, surprise), and Bobby Jackson just plain lit it up. Game over, the bulls lose.
In closing, here are a few observations:
1)Beard Gooden's beard pulled down 4 rebounds and was the sole reason he was able to dunk on Yao Ming.
2)Larry Hughes took most of Ben Gordon's shots and shine. Not that he had much shine to begin with.
3)The bulls run the 'no offense' offense. And Larry Hughes and Beard Gooden ran the Cavs' offense while the bulls' ran their no offense which resulted in feces.
4)I see why the Cavs got rid of Larry Hughes and Beard Gooden. Beard Gooden makes stupid decisions and Larry Hughes takes stupid shots. See Hey Larry Hughes, Please Stop Taking So Many Bad Shots for more evidence.
5)The bulls have no shot at doing anything worth while this season. They have sunk to the realm of the league's mediocre teams.
6a)Eff the bulls.
6b)Eff She-Mac.
Posted byEnigmatik at 11:02 PM 0 comments
Labels: Chicago Bulls, Houston Rockets, NBA Live, recap
NBA Live: Houston Rockets vs. Dallas Mavericks 12/15/07
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
This is kind late, considering that the game was on Saturday but screw it. Let me tell you about my NBA Live experience anyway.
Me and my boy Scott hit up the game this time and braved the freezing cold temperatures (freezing by Houston standards). As we walked into the arena, we discussed the fortunes of both of our respective teams. Unlike my buddy Keith, Scott is a die hard Houston fan. Scott wasn't too pleased with Houston's sub-par record and this game did nothing to help brighten his demeanor. As is my usual custom, I scanned the crowd to see if there were any dimes in the house and did notice a trio of lovely ladies making their way court side. A quick glance at the Maverick's bench revealed that I wasn't the only one checking for ladies in the crowd as I saw one of the Mavs checkin' out those ladies. He handed a note to one of the members of the Mavs' staff...prah'lee orders to go get those ladies contact info. Ah, the life of an NBA player. But I digress.
The action on the court was pretty lackadaisical all game long. Josh Howard was a man among boys out there and scored at will. Dirk had a nasty two-hand dunk down the lane during the first half. The play of the game occurred in the first quarter though...Tracy McGrady drove to the basket and bumped knees with one of the Mavs. He played timid for the rest of the game. Pull up jumper after pull up jumper rained down from Tracy's hands and most didn't find their mark. The Rockets had zero fast breaks and that was mainly because Tracy would look at the point guard or whoever was dribbling the ball down, as if to say "You better not even think of running because I refuse to run with you." The had plenty of slow breaks, that's for sure. No fast breaks = no opportunities to get easy points. So yeah...Tracy walked around the court for the majority of the game, put that patented "Tracy wince" on his face and just looked generally like a bitch out there on the court. Yao played great on the other hand and did what he could to make the game respectable. Unfortunately, the Rockets don't have a point guard which adds to their troubles. Steve Francis got the surprise start and did nothing with his opportunity. It was sad to watch him out there. He just doesn't have it. I guess a little too much partying will do that to your game. Dah well.
I started falling asleep by the second quarter, woke up for the third in which I told Scott "whoever wins the third quarter will win this game." The Mavs went on to beat up on the Rockets, turning a three point halftime deficit into a seven point lead heading into the fourth quarter. I drifted off to sleep again with the Mavs up by 13 when Scott finally said "Let's get the fcuk outta here."
It was about 9 or 10 o'clock by that time so we chilled out before we hit up the club...at the spot we saw Steve Francis and Chuck Hayes. And the Rockets continue to underperform.
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Labels: Dallas Mavericks, Houston Rockets, NBA Live, recap
NBA Live: Houston Rockets vs. Dallas Mavericks 11/21/07
Thursday, November 22, 2007
What up y'all...this here's a little feature known as NBA Live where I drop my thoughts/recap after I attend an NBA game live and in the flesh. Like to hear it? Hear it go!
First of all, shout out to my boy Keith for hooking me up with the dope tickets. We got to the Toyota Center a little bit after tip-off and the Rockets were leading 8-4. It was relatively ho-hum, so I scanned the crowd to see if could find some recognizable faces and/or fly chicas. Among the recognizable faces - Sean Combs was in the house along with Grammy winning producer Bryan Michael Cox, Mario Williams and Andre Johnson of the Houston Texans were there as well, and Steve Francis was in the crowd as well. Huh? What's that you say? Steve Francis plays for the Rockets?! Get out of here!
Anyways, back to the first quarter action. It was pretty high scoring and the Rockets had looked good out there in transition. T-Mac got a nice dunk over Dirk NowiDallas looked pretty sluggish out there and I'd attribute that to their 24 point comeback in a victory over the Raptors the night before. They still managed to remain close throughout the first quarter, which ended 30-25 in the Rockets favor. My boy Keith is a die-hard Dallas fan which made for interesting interactions with the Rockets fans that were surrounding us. More on that later.
During a break in the action, the Rockets Power Dancers hit the floor and you know what? They got some dimes, yo. I may have to find one dime from every team's dance squad. This lady right here was the lady I selected as my Houston boo for the evening:
The action picked up in the second quarter as the Mavs got a little bit more life to them. Brandon "Big Mouth" Bass apparently got the green light from Avery Johnson because everytime he touched the ball he was looking to score. The rookie out of LSU wasn't shy at all out there and showed good poise. Keith got a kick out of Bass' play, yet wondered aloud as to why Bass was suddenly the go-to guy for the Mavs. I slowly sipped my beer as I pondered why my team was 2-8. But I digress. The Mavs pulled together to go into halftime with a one point lead.
Halftime, I called my boy King to tell him about the dimes that were in the house which led to this exchange:
E - Yo, son...they came out tonight.
King - GotDAYUM! There's some stunnas in there?
E - (watching a stallion pass) Donk.
Random black man who heard me and turned in the direction I was looking - DAMN!
E (to RBM) - Yessir!
King - Nothing brings men together like a nice, phat donk.
Say word, yo. Say word. By the way, that random black man had on some Dickies overalls lookin' like a train conductor or some shit. Out of all the gear to rock to the basketball game, he chose his train conductor 'fit. But I digress.
Back to the third quarter action where the shit talking between Keith and the Rockets fans escalated. The trash talk started out fairly good-natured, but as the game wore on the tempers started to flare up. The Mavs were absolutely atrocious in the third quarter as it appeared that no one would step up to put up much of a fight against the Rockets. Yao put in some serious work throughout the game and ended up with 30 points, 15 rebounds, 6 blocks, and 1 assist. More on Yao's game in a bit. The MVP of the league wasn't very aggressive throughout the course of the game and his game play showed me that the Mavs won't ever win a title behind the leadership of Dirk Nowitski. It's a young season, but Dirk should be playing like a man possessed after last season's debacle.
It was around this time when Sean Combs decided to become a story larger than the game. It was truly hilarious when the arean announcer incorrectly identified Mario Williams as "Diddy" on the jumbotron. Good times.
At the start of the fourth quarter, the guys behind us continued to rag on my buddy, Keith. After being outscored 28-15 in the third quarter, Keith was non to pleased by the play of the Mavs. The dudes behind us continued to remind him that Dallas sucks and was a gay town, among other terms of endearment. I merely sipped my last drink as all this nonsense was swirling around me. More good times. I told Keith that if the Mavs didn't make some sort of run within the next 3 minutes (it was at about the 11 minute mark of the fourth), then they may as well pack it up and head back to Dallas. Well....guess what the Mavs did? Yep, they went on a nice run to pull to within about 5 or 6. Keith was loving it and the guys behind us were suddenly resorting to lame jokes about the city of Dallas. The Rockets pulled away for another few minutes, but to quote Rasheed Wallace "them butt holes got tighter and tighter” as crunch time approached. Yao performed well for most of the game but in the clutch his shots were suddenly shorter than they had been. T-Mac had a near triple-double, but wasn't aggressive enough in the final two minutes of the ball game and took a few questionable jumpers.
The key play was when the Mavs were down by 91-89 when Devin Harris drove hard to the hoop and was fouled by Yao for the and 1. The Mavs took the lead and never looked back. 100-94, game over. Mavs win. I think T-Mac, Bonzi Wells, Mike James, and Steve Francis (the Houston Club All-Stars) were all looking forward to Diddy's party at Hush later that night. As a matter of fact, I'm positive that Steve Francis was wearing his outfit for the evening underneath his Rockets' warm-ups. This game was a snapshot of typical Rockets basketball, ladies and gentlemen. The dudes behind us were pissed as Keith was gloating over his team's victory. Words were exchanged and the situation was about to escalate until they realized that a fight in Toyota Center wouldn't have been a good look.
All things considered, it was a decent game. After losing five games in a row, the Rockets no longer look like an elite team and the Mavericks showed that they can overcome adversity if they put their minds to it.
Posted byEnigmatik at 8:59 AM 1 comments
Labels: Dallas Mavericks, Dem Rockets, Houston Rockets, NBA Live, recap
