|What could have been...|
|Better than Prometheus?|
Which brings me back to square one. Who to root for? It's like what the tagline of Alien vs. Predators so eloquently said, "Whoever Wins, We Lose!"
Let's start with the Miami Heat.
|Thank the old gods and the new for Joakim Noah.|
|If the Heat win, I'm trademarking #Sposanity now.|
But yeah, other than ethnic pride, I gots no other reason to cheer on LBJ, D-Wade and their pet dinosaur.
OKC is more complicated. I've already stated that rooting for them is tantamount to cheering for other NBA cities to be treated like Seattle. But more than that, cheering for OKC means I have to support a team with a truly horrendous logo. Really, have you seen the Thunder logo? It's awful. And I'm not the only one who thinks so. And their road unis are the worst. Seriously, the font and the typography of it are just atrocious. People actually paid someone loads of money to "design" that? Seriously?! Nevermind the whole Seattle fiasco, I can't root for a team with such an awful brand identity.
|KD's going bungee jumping after the presser|
Oh, you know who else is kicking themselves over the Thunder's ascension? The Portland Trailblazers. Remember, Durant went second in the 2007 draft and the Blazers had the number one pick that year. And you know whenever Portland has a choice between a dynamic, high-scoring, charismatic, franchise-building superstar and an injury-prone big man, they're always going to go for the big man. It's their gift and their curse.
An OKC title also means a sixth ring for D-Fish, officially making him the Steve Kerr of the 21st century. (Wonder how Kobe will feel about that.) The other reason to root for OKC?
|Two words: the beard.|
Would I love to see Durant crowned an NBA champion before Lebron? God, yes! Imagine the following scenario: it's game 7 in OKC with the score tied in the waning moments and Durant rises up to nail a three with 10 seconds left on the clock. In the ensuing possession, James plays hot potato with D-Wade until Mario Chalmers throws up a desperation three that clanks against the back of the rim while time expires. That would be glorious.
Of course, that would also mean Clay Bennet (who I admit is way eviler than Lebron) would be handed the trophy by Stuart Scott. And the entire city of Seattle would burst into tears (it'll probably already be raining) while Shawn Kemp and Xavier McDaniel turn over in their graves.
I'm sure Thunder-Heat is going to be a hell of an entertaining series to watch, and to be honest, I really don't have a dog in this fight.