Monday, June 6, 2011

A Sight for Sore Eyes

For once, it was appropriate when Chris Bosh let loose one of his primal, Howard Dean-like screams. That's because Bosh, who at times has appeared as unsure of himself and nervous as a Michael Cera character, came through at crunch time (although it helped that LeBron set him up superbly) with a big basket. Bosh, who was born in Dallas, hit what proved to be the game-winner in a two-point victory, narrowly nixing another fourth quarter Mavs rally, which shifted the series ever-so-slightly back in Miami's favor. This after a final five-plus minutes of a dazzling duel between Dirk and Dwayne (12 and 7 straight points, respectively) that we wished would never end (Nowitzki nearly sent it to overtime).

Bosh swelled with pride, as his eye swelled with irritation, having been struck early in the game. Bosh was 2-9 at halftime, but upgraded his shooting in the second half to 5-9, becoming Bosh.0. On his heroic hoop, Bosh was wide open, even if his eyelid wasn't*. It's ironic that his shooting was dead eye following the poke to his peepers, since he entered the game shooting as if his vision was impaired, with a field goal percentage of 26 (9-34), lending credence to the belief that the Heat were two and a half men, not a trio. His jumper was like an iceberg: cold and adrift. We'll have to see whether this was a true turning point for Bosh in the series or a case of blind luck. At least for one night, Bosh had the eye of the tiger.

*You could say he was eye-solated.

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