To motivate himself, Roy Hibbert scrawled the phrase "I'm an animal" on his sneaker. Consider the Miami Heat animal control. Hibbert had a team-high 18 and 8, but it wasn't beastly enough, as Miami caged his cohorts, putting his peers in the pound, to pound the Pacers and capture a third consecutive finals appearance. Chris Bosh, back when he had braids, may have looked like Predator, but LeBron James was the post-season predator, attacking to attempt 16 free throws, amass 32 points and maintain his hold on the record for scoring average in playoff game sevens of 33.8 PPG.
The other word Hibbert wrote was "focus." Ironically, the Pacers lacked it. 15 turnovers led to a 15-point halftime deficit. Indiana finished with ten more turnovers than Miami. David West's respiratory infection might explain why he coughed up the ball six times. Things didn't "Come Together" for Paul George, who fouled out with 7 points.
It was up for LeBron James in the second quarter - he hopped so high on an lob from Norris Cole that he had to duck his head to avoid hitting the rim - and then away for the Heat, who outscored the Pacers 33-16. A go-kart - even a souped up one - can only keep up with a formula one car for so long and when the Heat finally hit the gas, they lapped the Pacers with ease.
James left with over five minutes remaining in the game, getting to kick back and being greeted by a celebrity in the crowd who knows something about kicking, David Beckham, on his way to the bench. Flo Rida was also in attendance and perhaps his presence got Wade back in the flow. Wade finished with 21 points and 9 rebounds, including 6 on the offensive end, a flashback to the "Flash" of old.
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