After that game between San Antonio and Miami, Spurs homers provided a number of excuses for the team tanking the game. At the same time, the resident Heat apologist in our office gave a number of reasons why the Spurs were able to stick with the Heat for so long. That the Heat played down to the level of their opposition, Bron-Bron wasn’t excited, blah, blah blah.
Heat homer needs to realize, his team doesn’t give a crap about its fans, the people in Miami who apparently pay good money to watch the Carnival Heat play. They should have run San Antonio out of the gym and taken their own night off.
David Stern should have fined them for acting like hookers during…well, you know.
Spurs tanked a game and they didn’t give a damn. Still apparently don’t give a damn. Heat won the game. Nobody I know really cared, because only people in San Antonio care about the Spurs. I don’t care about basketball enough to get excited.
It’s December 8, 2012. Barring major injuries, the Miami Heat will win the NBA title in June of 2013. There, the mystery is over. Of course in a sport that’s fixed and indulges itself in douchetastic hero worship, it’s not exactly difficult to predict.