The Comfort Rooms

Got Punk'd By Miami Heat Big Three?

I know there are rumors that Justin Beiber will be the new host of MTV Punk'd so sorry for using that word. This story is in no wise related to The Beiber. I mean, why should I?

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 stupid Pat Riley.