Dallas Mavericks (33-23)
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Deeeetroit Baaaasketbaaaallll (23-32)
Man the Pistons have been a disappointment this year, no two ways about it. Up until this past Thursday’s trade deadline, there was still a glimmer of hope. Maybe, just maybe, the Pistons package some sort of blockbuster deal and get a superstar like a Kevin Love, Rajon Rondo, or hell even Jimmer Fredette would’ve gotten me all hot and bothered at this point. I sat there all day at work refreshing nba.com and twitter incessantly like Mark Zuckerberg in the last scene of “Social Network.” The result: nothing, nada, ziltch. There were rumors of moving Josh Smith, which was a real head-scratcher to me, but I was intrigued to see what we could get in return. Was it the result of a lame-duck GM with no real say, or was it a genius tank job plot? Who knows, the Pistons are a joke. We have a bunch of guys playing out of position with an interim coach who looks overwhelmed. I’ve seen play dates at Gymboree that were more organized than the Pistons right now.
So what about the game? Dirk is getting older, but I think he’s still a star in the league and the best stretch-4 in the show. He’s too athletic for an opposing PF to guard and too long for a SF. He will be an absolute matchup nightmare for the Pistons. In their only meeting this year, Dirk shot 10-16 with 28 points and he even left the game early. So I say Dirk Diggler drops minimum of 48 on the Pistons in a rout.
Mavericks 130 Pistons 95
But who cares? Here’s more drunk pics of Dirk Nowitzki and Mavs’ owner Mark Cuban.
Cuban’s frat boy days at Indiana University
Mark- I said you could borrow those shorts not keep them
Dirk celebrating a little too hard after beating the Heat in the Finals