The Jay Graves Report

Pacers blast Detroit on it’s way to winnin’ 6 straight! “Drivin’ Music”

"Hey, this startin' line up stuff ain't too bad playboy!"

Sam Walton once said, “High expectations are the key to everything.” Sylvester Stallone gave it to us like this, “I have great expectations for the future, because the past was highly overrated.” Then Ralph Marston, the writer and publisher, shut the buildin’ down with, “Don’t lower your expectations to meet your performance. Raise your level of performance to meet your expectations.”

Well playas…the Indiana Pacers have definitely raised their performance to meet their expectations lately. On Saturday night they rolled into Bankers Life Fieldhouse on the back end of a back to back and took care of business blastin’ the Detroit Pistons 105-84 led by none other than Paul George’s 21 points.

Let’s keep it real or all the way 100, whichever comes 1st! Nate McMillan has been a genius when it comes to changin’ his startin’ line up on the fly because of injuries etc. From movin’ Glenn Robinson III into the joint after Monta Ellis initially got hurt to movin’ C.J. Miles into the rotatin’ to movin’ cats from the 3 to the 4 or vice versa or to movin’ cats from the 4 to the 5 etc. On Saturday, he once again had to move boyz around because of the sprained wrist of Thaddeus Young. Trip? No trip! Move Lavoy Allen in on a boy and keep it movin’!

Allen jumped in the ride and put up 18 points and grabbed 11 rebounds on his way to Big Momma’s house. That set the tone for everybody else in the whip. I’ve already told you that PG had come through with his 21. Then C.J., Jeff Teague and the young boy, Myles Turner, all put 13 apiece in the kitty as they passed around the hat. Big Al Jefferson came out of the bushes on a boy and delivered his 13 like a dun at Dominos Pizza on a college campus.

When Larry Bird made the coachin’ change and revamped the roster after last season he told boyz that he wanted to score more points and get better defensively. Well playboy, it’s startin’ to work! The Pacers are averagin’ 108.3 ppg durin’ this current six game winnin’ streak, which is the longest of the season. They’ve become one of the best defensive teams in the league. For the season they lead the NBA in turnovers forced.

Boyz can hate on Nate all they want but the dun is doin’ a helluva job as I’ve constantly told him even when they were strugglin’ to figure out who they were goin’ to be in November and December. It takes time to get the right cats in the car with the right chemistry. Now they’re rollin’ down the street bumpin’ that Chuckii Booker “Games” joint.  That joint is the ultimate in drivin’ music bruh! Go pull it up, ride to it and I’ll guarantee that  you’ll miss curfew.

They’re cruisin’ with the seats all the way back, music blastin’ with the window half cracked now but it’s about to get real this week. They’ve got Mr. Triple Double himself rollin’ in on Monday in Young Russ and then King James hits the streets on Wednesday! They can’t afford to get comfortable and let a boy deflate their tires, key the ride and smash and grab a boy. Put ya head on a swivel and ride through the ghetto with your sensors on because like Puff Daddy used to say, “It’s real in the field!” 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) Whip: noun – luxury vehicle

3) To come out of the bushes: verb – to come off of the bench

4) Puff Daddy: noun – the dun that keeps reinventin’ himself. He goes from Puffy to Puff Daddy to P. Diddy, to Diddy to Diddy Dirty Money to back to Puff. I’m tired just tryin’ to tell you who I was talkin’ about.

 The caption under the photo isn’t real but it’s REAL talk!