Melo Goes Down, But the Nuggets Keep Dancing

I broke my back last week. Admittedly, I broke my back in the weakest technical sense of the word last week, fracturing my L1 and L2 transverse lumbar processes, the little manta ray wing-shaped flares of bone sticking out from the side of my L1 and L2 lumbar vertebrae. It hurt enough for doctors to crack out the dilaudid at the ER, and if you haven't ever had this pleasure, please do. Dilaudid is to painkillers as Tsar Bomba is to nuclear weapons; you'd get addicted, but you care so little about anything you can't bother to muster the energy to develop a serious drug problem. ↵

↵It also means I'm sitting for the better part of 4-6 weeks at least, and killing time by playing endless rounds of Team Fortress 2 and watching the NBA playoffs. As a relative novice in terms of watching the NBA, it's been ridiculously fun viewing all around. Because, to the casual idiot, this has metaphorically been the story of the Western Conference Finals thus far: ↵

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↵The Denver Nuggets obviously haven't seen the puppets, or otherwise they'd be laying down in order to let L.A. advance and thus guarantee a few more plays of Nike's brilliant puppet ads. ("Mrs. Lewis" being the best one. If you don't find puppets playing basketball funny, I don't know you or want to.) Last night Denver finally dropped four whole installments of the hammer party on L.A. after setting up the script for their prior losses to L.A.: dominant play throughout undermined by a late collapse. ↵

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↵Denver has hung in despite two individual performances running counter to the current reality of the series: Kobe's freakish performance thus far, and Carmelo Anthony's disappearing act in the last two games. Hating Kobe Bryant on the floor remains impossible, and if you still manage to pull off a deep hatred of Black Mamba, Basketball Player after watching him hit a fadeaway jumper with a hand fully extended in his face, you are made of harder, more bitter stuff than I. He dropped what Mark Jackson called "a quiet 34 points" last night. In other news, Jessica Biel has a "subtle nude scene" in her latest movie. Neither is any reason to get excited. ↵

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↵Carmelo didn't make a field goal in the second half of Game 3, and only had 15 last night. Yet the Nuggets have danced into the Playoff King's offices and have, after taking Kobe's best slap and hitting the floor, gotten back up and kept dancing, relying on the whole team to produce while L.A. sits back and hopes Kobe saves them. That's not what won L.A. Games 2 and 3, but that's certainly what it looked like last night. ↵

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↵Pau Gasol will have to get up off the wall and get into the slapfight, too, if L.A. wants to keep Carmelo and the Nuggets from dancing into the NBA Finals. ↵

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This post originally appeared on the Sporting Blog. For more, see The Sporting Blog Archives.

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