OAKLAND, CA. — Everybody and their baby’s momma picked the Golden State Warriors to sprint through the Cleveland Cavaliers, win the title and go to the crib real quick and easy like. The question has been in how many games? However, LeBron wasn’t tryin’ to fold the tents without givin’ these boyz his best shot as he went down swingin’ 124-114 in overtime of Game 1.
Yes, Golden State won the freakin’ ball game but it was JR Smith’s complete and total brain fart that let them off of the hook at the end of regulation. They had Golden State on the ropes bleedin’ from the mouth when George Hill missed the a free throw with 4.7 seconds left to play with the game all knotted up at 107. Then to make matters worse JR Smith gets the rebound off of the miss and instead of puttin’ it right back up the dun sprints out tryin’ to run the clock out until LeBron gets his attention to pass the ball but it’s too late.
This is who LeBron is playin’ with bruh. These are the type of cats that he’s drug to the Finals!!! They’ve got the defendin’ champs in a head lock on Big Momma’s porch and they, in my Denny Green voice, “We let ‘um off of the hook! We knew who they were and we let them off of the hook!”
I haven’t even mentioned that the Philistine had his way with boyz puttin’ up 51 points, 8 assists and 8 rebounds in the process? Ole boy did all of that work for a dun to not know if they were winnin’ or not and to make that type of mistake? That’s the foolishness that I’m talkin’ about bruh.
How do you recover from that and get ready for overtime on the road? You can’t playa! Golden State outscores them 17-7 in the overtime period because boyz can’t even focus at this point. I bet LeBron stuffed JR into a locker after the game. It’s inexcusable for a professional athlete in a championship series to make that type of mistake.
Let’s keep it real or all the way 100, whichever comes 1st! It was already goin’ to be impossible for them to win a game in Oakland even if LeBron had gone off. He puts up 51 but Kevin Love was the only other player to score in double figures with 21. Nobody one else scored in double figures bruh. NOBODY!!! But on the other end of the floor Steph drops 29, Durant 26, Klay 24, Day-Day 13 and Livingston 10.
So when you’ve got them in a head lock you’ve got to get outta there with a “W!” That was the lick you were tryin’ to hit. Now you’ve got a puncher’s chance if you can steal one on the road and take away their home court advantage.
But I don’t know why boyz are surprised that JR did what he did. Everybody wants to forget that the Knicks put he and Iman Shumpert into a refrigerated box and traded them to the Cavs in December of 2015 for a second round pick in 2019. Bruh, they essentially gave them both away for a pack of Now and Laters and some frosted penny cookies and we’re surprised that dun didn’t know who was winnin’? They traded them for a cat that was in the 8th grade at the time and he’s yet to be drafted and still probably won’t make an NBA roster. That’s who LeBron is playin’ with and he’s got them in the Finals.
Here’s the funny part, when Golden State hoists the trophy in a few days boyz will literally be sittin’ around talkin’ about LeBron’s failure again in the Finals. He’ll average 45 points, 10 assists and 10 rebounds draggin’ some incompetent cats around by his neck like a dead albatross. They’ll completely miss the fact that he’s killin’ four future Hall of Famers because he couldn’t beat them four times by himself. Stop me when I start lyin’!
Playas Thesaurus:
1) Dun: noun – the person in question, dude, guy, etc. It’s whoever I’m talkin’ about and its non-gender specific.
2) Ole boy: noun – the person that I’m currently talkin’ about.
3) Lick: verb – to steal something or to come up on something you weren’t expectin’
4) Frosted Penny Cookies: noun – very thin cookies with frostin’ on the top (vanilla, strawberry etc) they sold at the corner stores in the hood for a penny apiece
The G is excluded from the endings of all words because the G is near and dear to my heart because I’m from “The G” which is Gary, Indiana. So I only use the G when I’m talkin’ about “The G!”
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