Yes, I had plans to write the normal pre-and-post look at tonight's game before the basketball god's saw fit to smack me on the nose again.
This time, the person that I caught a ride to The Palace at Auburn Hills had the wire that connects to his trunk disengage. Normally, that isn't much of a problem - unless your laptop is in it.
And there both of ours sat for a good portion before game time, putting me behind significantly - trying to get notes out, etc., etc., etc. So far it's been an interesting season as far as my laptop is concerned.
It was knocked from my hands in Minneapolis, Minn. and did its best imitation of a spastic gymnast, bouncing twice before the screen looked like a disassembled puzzled. But I digress.
On to tonight's affair, a game that had the potential to turn into a blow out for the Cavs.