Although it feels like Monday for everyone, it’s time to give you two sports-minded thoughts on this Tuesday.
In case you didn’t see the GamePlan page in Sunday’s Herald-Whig, I went with Dallas to beat Miami in seven games in the NBA Finals, which start tonight in Miami. I don’t think there’s any doubt that LeBron James and Co. are going to win a title(s), but I want them to wait at least a year. I’m tired of watching Miami celebrate. They had a celebration the day after James and Chris Bosh signed with the team last July. They celebrated like they had won it all when they knocked out Boston in the second round of the Eastern Conference playoffs. The last thing I want to see is them hold another celebration in South Beach. Here’s to hoping Dirk Nowitzki can win his first NBA title. I’d rather see Mark Cuban fist pump than the smug smile of satification from Pat Riley.
My son, Reid, and his Gus Macker crew played in their second Quincy tournament over the weekend. Devin, Colin, Maddux and Reid — known as the Orange Crush — lost their first two games in the Red A Division — the youngest group which played on an 8 1/2-foot rim. But they came back strong on Sunday to win two games and claim the Toilet Bowl title over Carolina. The Crush had a 9-8 lead in the final minute when Reid drilled a two-pointer from the right wing to seal the deal on an 11-8 triumph. You would have thought they won the NBA title with the way they celebrated. Afterward, Devin said “We’re the winners of the losers.” Reid took his trophy all around our neighborhood Sunday night and was still showing it off on Monday. Those kids will be riding high off that win for a while.