The fking Spurs beat the Hornets last night. It did not surprise me in the least. This happens every single year, now doesn’t it? Practically. Someone asked me today why I hate the Spurs so much. Ok fine, I asked myself. It’s not my fault my friends are completely uninterested in the NBA. So yeah, I was wondering in my own head driving home from work tonight, why I hate the Spurs. The answer: because I like the Suns. Yes, it really is that simple and that seemingly illogical, but that’s my reason and I’m sticking to it. Robert Horry and Bruce Bowen are particularly offensive to me because of the way they defend. Tim Duncan is all kinds of amazing, but I hate that dopey “who me” look he gets on his face after every single call that doesn’t go his way. Tony Parker has annoyed me ever since those embarrassing interviews he did with Eva a year ago or so ago on Ryan Seacrest’s show. The one Spur I like is Manu Ginobli. I know he flops more than a pancake flipper at the International House of Pancakes, but I like him all the same. No particular reason why he gets a pass.

Pivotal game tonight for the Celtics. Most people have them dead and buried already and I can’t blame them for that. The Celtics should consider actually, oh I don’t know, showing up to tonight’s game and playing the kind of defensive that got them home court advantage in the first place. I’m praying they raise their game another level because they know they have to bring it against a team of Detroit’s caliber. *fingers crossed*

BDL is doing a live blog tonight. I’m worried for the comment intern though. No reference to her tonight… perhaps she’s already been canned.

*Note: Blog title is a line from “Not Another Teen Movie.” I do realize “brought’in” is not a word.

“Give the ball to Paul Pierce and get the hell out of the way…” –KG
“That was the ghost of Red Auerbach guiding that ball in…” –Paul Pierce

Tomorrow is D-Day for the boys from Boston. I have come up with one final idea to stop Lebron James…

Duct Tape! Duct tape his legs together and his arms behind his back and maybe, just maybe… we can win game 7 and move on to the Pistons. If we manage that, I will sit in a circle of shamrocks and sing major kumbayas to the home court advantage gods and be on my merry way.

Boston 99, Atlanta 65 - That’s the way, uh huh uh huh, I like it… But seriously now, why the hell did it take 7 games? It was mind-boggling the way the Hawks fell apart in Boston every game and then went back home and played so great. Thank the good lord all-mighty that we had and will continue to have home court advantage.

Notes from the game:

• Dear Marvin Williams, your claims that you were trying to keep “one of your best friends” Rondo from falling on the parkay were easily refuted by the replay shown on high definition surround sound of you DROPPING him on his head. So try again there sucker. What is it with this team? Horford puts T.J. Ford in the hospital and now this? Ever heard of making a play for the actual basketball? Enjoy the off-season. No love, me
• Ray Allen was missing everything. It was excruciating. I hope he gets his mojo back for Lebron & Co.
• The Posey hugs today were lovely as always. Sigh. I think I have a little crush on James Posey. Shhhh, don’t tell anyone. *wink*
• The Zohan movie doing the split-screen commercial with Baron Davis was hysterical.

Lakers 109, Utah 98 - I never really thought the outcome of this game was in question. Sure, the Jazz stayed in the game the whole time and always had a chance to go on a run, but come’on… who has a shot to win at Staples with fat Jack in the house cheering on his boys? Not to mention… Dyan Cannon, Spiderman, E from Entourage, Anthony Kiedis, Denzel… and so on and so on. Celebrity cheerleaders always give you an advantage. They’re like normal fans only a hundred times richer and better looking. Its like having the center of the sun in your corner and their light just leads every shot into the hoop like a rainbow into a kettle of gold. Oh… and I guess a little Kobe Bryant on your team doesn’t hurt either.

Reality crap on E! - I’m waiting with baited breath for the 10pm episode of Keeping up with the Kardashians to come on. Why, you ask? Because I can’t wait to find out how the compelling “Kardashian Civil War” is going to turn out? No way jose. I’m tuning in to see my boyfriend Reggie Bush on webcam. Ooooh baby baby. *wink* I really hope Kim realizes I want him back when she’s done. *wink-wink*

Oh yeah, I fell asleep before the end of the game, but way to go Hornets for beating the evil Spurs!