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Twas' three nights before Christmas,
And in the basketball world,
Between the Warriors and Nets,
A battle unfurled.
With scoring potential,
And players running deep,
"No problem", said Warriors,
"We'll make the Nets weep!"
Alas it was not so,
We looked like the chump,
More narration in poem,
Right after the JUMP!
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What the hell is going on in this picture...
Ignoring the curse,
That the Meadowlands held,
Where the Warriors can't win,
(Where they always get shelled.)
The Dubs stepped on court,
With their guns and their tanks,
A played garbage ball,
They were firing blanks!
There were bricks after bricks,
And lackluster D,
And miss after miss,
On the almighty three.
In the first half the Nets,
They put on a thriller,
With players like Boone,
Going for Warrior Killer.
K, seriously though!
He's at 4 points a game!
Yet drains 12 in the first half?!
Ridiculously lame.
With Ellis aside,
The Dubs played half-ass,
Not only missing shots,
But getting killed on the glass.
When the half time clock drained,
And the buzzer has sounded,
The players faced Nellie,
Who told them "YOU'RE GROUNDED!!"
"NO X-BOX FOR BARON!"
The he looked to his right...
"AND NO MCDONALDS FOR ANYONE!
UNLESS WE WIN THIS TONIGHT!"
Good to see Cohan supporting the team.
As they left the locker room,
Baron looked up at the pack,
He said, "I was gonna play Halo..."
"As soon as we got back..."
So the Warriors came out,
With more fire in their eyes,
The D forced more turnovers,
Giving the O far more tries.
But Kidd couldn't be stopped,
And Jefferson too,
With assists and buckets,
Their lead actually grew!
For at the end of the third,
Eight points was the gap,
Big Macs after the game,
Weren't likely on tap.
As we went into the fourth,
The Dubs still looked alive,
Never getting the lead,
Until 3:55!!!
WITH A MIRACLE 3!
BARON KICKED IN A TREY!!
THE BENCH ROSE TO ITS FEET
CRYING "MCNUGGETS TODAY?!!"
But our joy was diminished,
As the game clock wound down,
Vinsanity with 3,
Dashed our lead to the ground.
As the game came to a close,
Our skies, they turned gray,
With so many blown chances,
And the game tossed away.
Let us put our heads down,
And prepare for Cleveland tomorrow,
We cannot be tied down,
By tonight's woeful sorrow.
We shall look to the future,
Against LeBron we'll play tight,
So Merry Almost Christmas to all,
And to Nellie.... A Bud Light.
Overall this was Monta,
Who performed from the start,
While everyone else slept,
He displayed all of the heart.
But a cap tip to Beans,
Also repping the Orange,
Notching a double double,
He... um... well... uh....
Crap.