Hey did you know that Kobe Bryant was sick last night during the Nuggets game? However overplayed (or orchestrated) that was, the Nuggets didn't roll over and play Rolaids for Kobe and cruised to a easy victory. Ty Lawson went absolutely off, Corey Brewer was so smooth off the bench, and a hard foul on The Manimal sent the Nuggets into overdrive to bury the LA crew.
Game Seven, here come the Powder Blues. The last time they visited they weren't even the Powder Blues, but rather the Burgundy Brigade. (Side note: the last Game Seven in 1994 versus the Jazz was the same day as my graduation party. Nuggets lost that game in the afternoon, I got in a wicked fight with then-girlfriend at said party, the neighborhood 40-somethings got pissy drunk, and the normal young adult hijinks ensued. Good times.)
Game Seven will certainly test this young team. The Lakers will hold a Saturday Night home court, Metta World Peace will be back to bang with Faried and Company, and Kobe will have 48 hours to slurp Gatorade or sugar water or Jack Nicholson's armpit sweat.
What is the Nugs game plan for that LA advantage? As we've seen, get up early, get in Bynum's dome, and hold on with clutch shots (any more clutch than Andre Miller and his unkempt hair?) If that doesn't work, there's always a mickey we can slip into Kobe's salad.
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