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The Walking Dead (Why after only one game the Pacers may simply be done bruh)

Where are we and how did we get here?
As I was walking into Bankers Life Fieldhouse these cats standing outside of the joint bumming money were arguing about giving up. Marc Jacobs said, “What’s worked for me is not quitting and being passionate about what I do and not giving up – and when I don’t believe in myself, turning to others who believe in me.” Thomas Edison got mad at a boy and said, “Our greatest weakness lies in giving up. The most certain way to succeed is always to try just one more time.” Then Marilyn vos Savant, the famous magazine columnist, ran off with all of the pocket change when she said, “Being defeated is often a temporary condition. Giving up is what makes it permanent.”

Well the Indiana Pacers seem to be trying to make that joint permanent bruh because they appear to have just given up. The eight seeded Atlanta Hawks came over to their crib, drank up all of their Tequila, spit the worm at them, stood up on their couch and hollered at their women before walking out with a 101-93 Game 1 victory and Big Momma's silverware.

Here’s the problem playboy, the Pacers played all year to get the No.1 seed and as soon as a boy punched them in their mouths they gave up the Jordan’s without a fight. They stood toe to toe with some duns that shouldn’t even have been in the building with them in the first half as they went to the break knotted up at 50.

Then all of a sudden the Hawks put on some old school brass knuckles and hit these boyz with a 30-16 third quarter and the Pacers just completely undressed. Whatever Jeff Teague wanted he got. This dun was out there looking like the Jordan remix on these boyz. His first step was killin’ ‘em and they had no answer for it as he put up 28 in front of Big Momma nem. Ole boy’s from Naptown so you already know Pookie, Lil’ Nuk Nuk, Roscoe and Uncle Willie were in the building about to get put out for talking crazy to Pacers fans. “That’s my fam out there destroying these boyz! What? Check yo self fool!”

Paul Milsap kept the Pacers frustrated all night too by being aggressive at taking their wallets as he got into their pockets for 25. The key to Milsap’s success was the fact that the Pacers kept sending him to the line. He was 9 of 11 from the charity stripe bruh.

Let’s keep it real or all the way 100, whichever comes 1st! The Pacers just straight up gave the boyz from the ATL their sneakers, jewelry and dignity because they sent them to the free throw line 29 times and the Hawks hit 24 of them! Wheredeydodatat?

While the Hawks were puttin’ on the Pacers clothes the only two cats that were fighting back was Paul George and Lance The Don Dada Mr. #BornReady himself. PG finished with 24 points and 10 rebounds and Lance hit ‘em up for 19 and 7. Even George Hill got out of the ride and wrestled with a couple of boyz for 12 points. But the rest of those cats locked the doors and just sat in the joint like they were at the Mr. Lucky’s Car Wash somewhere. They had no intentions of gettin’ out of that freakin’ car.

Again here’s the problem, they’ve given up home court advantage to some duns that have the potential to beat them now because the Pacers are horrible in Atlanta. They haven’t won but two games in the “A” since December of 2006. So it really doesn’t matter what happens in Indy on Tuesday bruh. These cats are gettin’ fitted for that dark blue suit and about to drink that embalming fluid that Mr. Cold Hands is mixing up in the lab right now. It’s a wrap!!

Why? Because the Hawks are the only team now to have beaten the Pacers at the crib twice this season and they blasted them both times. So how in the world does a reasonable thinking individual look at this situation now and say that the Pacers are still breathing on their own? These duns are on a respirator with Big Momma doing CPR and Pookie nem squeezing their Reebok Pumps. At this point the Pacers are like the walking dead.

No way can you get me to believe that the way these cats are playing right now, they've got the capacity to win at least two games in Atlanta and they haven't won but two down there since Bubba Sparxxx and the Ying Yang Twins was hot rockin' that "Ms. New Booty."

As long as Hibbert refuses to get out of the car and the rest of these duns keep standing around with their hands in their pockets it’s a wrap. Like ole girl Marilyn said earlier, “Giving up is what makes it permanent.” And at this point I see no reason to believe that they haven’t simply given up. Yeah, I know that it’s just Game 1 but these duns seemed to have given up after the All-Star break and especially in early March. They've got one foot in the grave and the other in some thick and thin socks inside some Zips sneakers standing on a banana peel.  Stop me when I start lyin’!

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