For some reason as humans, we become more comfortable with the bad situation we are dealt, when someone else is handed an even worse situation. For example, when you were in school and you got a bad grade, what comforted you more, than half of the rest of the class getting an even worse grade than you? Not much right? That was pretty much the ultimate satisfaction when things weren’t going so great. All the sudden you were at ease.
Enough with the psychology or whatever subject you would classify all of that stuff in. What better way to end the night in which I watched the Celtics get it handed to them from every aspect, than to see Lebron James and the Cavs take a swift kick to the groin? Oh, there is nothing better.
The Jazz looked to have the game in hand as they were up 10 points, more than midway through the fourth. Suddenly, I looked out at the television and the Cavs were up by 2, and quickly up by 5 as soon as Lebron hit another three. I couldn’t believe the Jazz had just choked it away that bad. Lebron was walking around the court like he was the man after that three. He thought the game was over. So didn’t I, however, the Jazz did not.
It became a game of free throw shooting for the last 40 seconds. Those games usually dont end up too good for the team who has to foul, as we all know. It is just a last ditch effort to maybe come back. Then the Cavs started to miss free throws, and the Jazz got the ball back with time on the clock, and down 2.
And I’m at ease. I don’t know what it is. Maybe it is just the releiving fact that we are still tied with the Cavs (atleast in the loss column). Or maybe it is knowing that we aren’t the only ones who suffer from the team going on a roller coaster ride. Whatever it is, that shot was something to see. Sundiata Gaines – remember the name, because who knows if you’ll ever hear it again.