|"In my Puffy voice, Take that! Take that!"|
Plato once said, “For a man to conquer himself is the first and noblest of all victories.” Napoleon Hill broke it down like this, “If you do not conquer self, you will be conquered by self. The O.G. in the barber shop always said, “If you don’t believe in yourself nobody will and if you don't, these boyz will strip you naked out here.”
Well the Indiana Pacers are believing in self or believing in something playboy after completely mauling the Miami Heat for the second time this season 102-89. Cats thought that it was fluke when they won the first meeting by double figures 87-77 which held the Heat to a season low point total. In the Pacers Biggie voice, “If you don’t know now you know, know!”
The Pacers never trailed in this joint after the first quarter and completely went into car jackin' mode bruh! When the Heat pulled up in the Bugatti bumpin’ that Junior Mafia “Get Money” because LeBron was talkin’ about how cats don’t give him credit for taking less money to play in Miami. The Pacers put on the ski masks and decided to take whatever he and his boyz were traveling with. When they stopped at the light David West started bustin’ and unloaded 30 on them before they even realized what hit them.
Paul George hit 'em up on the passenger side with 15 and played both ends of the ride like an All-Star. Before you knew it they had the Heat stretched out in the middle of the street going through their pockets and taking off their jewelry. The only dun that put up a fight was LeBron letting off his usual 28 as he watched his boy D. Wade disappear once again for a smoke break in the bushes across the street. He's over there complaining to the refs instead of playing defense. I’m still trying to figure out how this dun got out of the ride before they got hit. He finally let off 17 but it wasn’t enough if he’s gonna keep ridin’ shotgun making the type of bread they're paying him.
Even with the Heat pulling up with some shooters they seemed to never get off a shot. In my Victor Sweet voice from the movie Four Brothers, “I asked for out-of-town shooters. Why? So they can get out-of-town. What I get? In-town shooters! If I get in-town shooters, I get in-town police, if I get in-town police, I get in-town problems.” Well they definitely had in-town problems last night pimpin'! The Pacers defense made ole Ray Allen look like an in-town shooter for real! He played 27 minutes and went 0-4 from the field. This dun must have just closed his eyes and started shooting in the air in all of the confusion. He hit the stop sign on the end of the block a couple of times but that was it.
|"They already took my jewelry man!"|
Before you knew it the Pacers had car jacked their 13th straight victim at the crib and put boyz on notice that they ain’t nothing to play with come playoff time. Talk about being efficient! The Pacers shot a season high 55.7% from the field in the process of leaving the Bugatti on blocks and gutting it before running the Heat out of town. The Eastern Conference just got real interesting son and the Pacers don't even have Danny Granger yet! The question is, when he comes back will he mess up the chemistry? So between now and then I can hear the Pacers bumpin' that Biggie, "I'm blowin' up like you thought I would, call the crib, same number, same hood, it's all good!"
It's still a long season and the playoffs are a completely different animal! So let's just wait and see who believes in "self" more in May and June!
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