Spurs Cold Front
I crush your whole brain frame
Cause you couldn't maintain the funk
That have your rap style for lunch, chump...
An old friend blew into Denver yesterday. One that brings a shudder to our fair people, makes us cringe, and get a big chill. Not Old Man Winter, but the San Antonio Spurs, who crushed the Nugs at Pepsi Center.
The Nuggets old nemesis came into The Can, fresh off two blowout losses, a near 500 record, and whispers that the NBA’s oldest team might be slipping into the sunset years. Meanwhile, the Nugs were flying high, dunking, getting opposing coaches fired, playing spirited defense, and routinely scoring in the triple digits.
That came to a screeching halt in the second quarter, as the old trusty Spurs ratcheted up their defense and were ahead of the Nuggets by 20 at half. A national TV audience watched only to see if Charles Barkely offered tips on how to serve mountain lion with Christmas dinner.
The Spurs were simply the Spurs, defending, hitting the long range shots, and bitching and complaining their way to win the refs’ favor. Nene, poised to turn Duncan into knots, let the big man take him away from the basket. Chauncey Billups looked like the 2005 NBA Finals as Tony Parker was one step ahead of him. And the Spurs threw out their cast of no-names that looked every part of the Poppovich machine we’ve seen in the past. Hello, Matt Bonner.
Ultimately, the Nuggets shut it down and allowed K-Mart’s wrist to rest, Melo’s elbow to heal, and their fans into the cold again.
Cause you couldn't maintain the funk
That have your rap style for lunch, chump...
An old friend blew into Denver yesterday. One that brings a shudder to our fair people, makes us cringe, and get a big chill. Not Old Man Winter, but the San Antonio Spurs, who crushed the Nugs at Pepsi Center.
The Nuggets old nemesis came into The Can, fresh off two blowout losses, a near 500 record, and whispers that the NBA’s oldest team might be slipping into the sunset years. Meanwhile, the Nugs were flying high, dunking, getting opposing coaches fired, playing spirited defense, and routinely scoring in the triple digits.
That came to a screeching halt in the second quarter, as the old trusty Spurs ratcheted up their defense and were ahead of the Nuggets by 20 at half. A national TV audience watched only to see if Charles Barkely offered tips on how to serve mountain lion with Christmas dinner.
The Spurs were simply the Spurs, defending, hitting the long range shots, and bitching and complaining their way to win the refs’ favor. Nene, poised to turn Duncan into knots, let the big man take him away from the basket. Chauncey Billups looked like the 2005 NBA Finals as Tony Parker was one step ahead of him. And the Spurs threw out their cast of no-names that looked every part of the Poppovich machine we’ve seen in the past. Hello, Matt Bonner.
Ultimately, the Nuggets shut it down and allowed K-Mart’s wrist to rest, Melo’s elbow to heal, and their fans into the cold again.
Labels: Nuggets
posted by @slushygutter at 5:44 AM
2 Comments:
I'm still amazed when watching the Spurs that they never get cllaed for a Technical foul. Yet Melo has a genuine complaint on one and gets T'd up? Stupid.
I mean 4 offensive fouls on a superstar, really? Kobe won't get that called on him in a months worth of games.
I was at the game and u couldve took a nap in the fourth quarter. that kid guarding Melo was getting damn physical and hardly any calls.
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