One Game We Probably Won't Watch: Miami vs. New Jersey
I know the Nets have a lot of new weapons, and I'm not making a whole lot of friends on the staff here by saying this, but I can't help thinking of witnessing this match-up as comparable to watching the movie Hostel: There will be some flashy shots of hot girls on the beach (Miami's Menage of Evil), a splashy topless scene or two (read: 'oops over Blopez), but within three quarters of an hour the whole thing will have devolved into confusingly creative and unmotivated violence. You think to yourself, "Why am I even watching this? This is like a snuff film. With a worse soundtrack." Well, I won't be thinking that, because I won't be watching.
There are several asterisks to be inserted here: What about all of NJ's new scoring options? What about Brook's post game and the clear lack of D down low in Miami? What about Coach Avery's defensive focus and the potential of his relationship with Devin Harris to restore him to...well, NBA player status? What about Johnson's crazy-ass-Louisiana-everything-is-one-big-word-you-barely-understand-but-it-sure-is-motivating time-out voice? All good questions, the answers to which could make the game interesting. And I'm prepared to write an eat my words post come this time on Monday if the Netsies get frisky (after all, they did shed Yi, and the importance there can't be overstated). Risk I'm willing to take.