Wednesday, October 27, 2010
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I started my morning laughing. Why? Because the new Miami Heat Big Three lived up to my expectations - it felt like a stunted growth. An ingrown toe nail. An ingrown facial hair. A rocket launching gone bad. A premature explosion. An urban legend.
LeBron James must have felt right at home as if he only changed uniforms and still assumed that one role he knew best: carry the entire team on his broad tattoed arms and shoulders. His co-Big Three members Chris Bosh and Dwayne Wade were not even half as good as the hype around them christened them with.
For basketball fans, the game was a disappointment. Sure, it showed how merciless and devious Rajon Rondo and the Boston Big Three plus the Shaq, but their Miami counterparts went pffffffffft and blagggggggggggggggghhh and (crickets chirping).
I hope the Fil-Am coach Erik Spoelstra won't be at the losing end and lose his head coaching duties to
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