Spring Fever

Spring Fever

After last Saturday’s soul crushing defeat to as the French whisper, “Le James et co,” I couldn’t help but sleep it off deeply, sawing sheep and muttering “why didn’t Sir Hinrich-alot take the last shot?” Alas. Sweet delirious sleep.

I now understand that it was Saturday’s latest Bull disaster ala three guard pile up (akin to blue balls or as the French whisper “Bull balls”), coupled with unforgiving, brand-less scotch that felled me for the next few days and spun me sickly in a maelstrom of dyspepsia, midlife crisis, fevered babbling and utter desolation.

Hosanna, as chin hits sunken chest, we’re inching towards the playoffs. Maybe against the Heat.

But. But. Today. It’s bitter hilarious cold out and Gloria Gaynor must be playing somewhere in somebody’s bedroom. Let me fully disclose, we are alive. Last night the Bulls soundly stifled the Pistons in a near rout. I have to say it. IT was beautiful. Sublime. Clutch. Enough to make Deepak Chopra sing the song of life.

I’ll also throw this out. How refreshing it was not to see the Bens on the court yesterday. That was my thought as we successfully, professionally rounded the third quarter hump last night. Indeed, the glass wasn’t half sucks. The Bulls didn’t succumb to an inexplicable bout of dropsy. PJ B made his shots. I considered naming my firstborn Malik.

Hinrich had the game he needs to have on a more consistent basis if we eva wanna get over. Hinrich is getting closer to his world. He needs to step on the jugular as it were. Grow hair. Revive the Stockton shorts. He needs to cut down on the Curly Neal dribbling (when it’s more Curly than Neal). Move without it and look for his shot just as he did because we’ll need more games like this in the playoffs.

TyT literally had a fevered impact on the game. He’s brought on another welcomed element to the drive and kick offense. We can now drive and toss. If opposing teams now need to honor the baseline-alley-oop, the drive in the paint can be infinitely more dangerous. His stats show thusly. He has more dunks than all other rooks. See. Midseason I was a bit worried that he’d solely pad the “intangible” impact stats ala the “provides energy” column. Most dunks. I’ll take it.

I’m never one to be doubting Bens, but to actually have 5 on the floor who could provide Offense and Defense was refreshing indeed. Spring fresh. Funny. The Pistons were still laughing at the end of it. Hopefully it was of the nervous variety. But today, who cares? It’s certainly nothing I’ll lose sleep over.

Update as of 4/6 - This team has risen. Cavs slip to 5. Bulls now at 2.