Saturday, May 23, 2009

Save our city

From anger and soul-crushing despair to utter amazement and joy, all in the gasping second-and-a-half it took for the ball to leave LeBron's fingertips and rattle into the hoop.

Holy shit, indeed.

Savor this one, Cleveland. Isn't it just great to be on the other side of history for once? I am still in shock...Yes, this Cavaliers team has some issues to work out on both sides of the ball as they head to Orlando for Game 3 on Sunday. They cannot continue to blow sizeable leads...they can't shoot (and miss) early shot clock jumpers that allow the Magic to run their insanely effective transition offense.

But all the analysis and stat-crunching in the world doesn't matter right now. The season and our collective sanity have been saved with one jump shot. Maybe this will be the play that defines our championship run...maybe this one shot is the catalyst that ends our so-called "curse.". Of course, there's work to be done, but I'll let Coach Brown and his crew suss out the details. For now, I'll just leave you with the dumbest cliche in the English language, one that defines what may well be the single greatest moment in Cleveland sports history: WOW.