The Jungle be evolvin'!

After the NBApocalypse that was GS over the Mavs in round one, we're now all witnessing the power and might of a Boozer who's developed into the crane and wrecking ball of "the best l'il team that could" since those upstarts from Duke beat UNLV a generation ago. After Boozer and co. had finished off Houston (the team where my NBA soul lies) I was pissed off about T-Mac getting culled from the herd ofsuperstars and sacrificed to the hyenas of the media; who, to their credit, were more interested in making a human interest story than another choke job rag out of the fallen angel. But at the same time I couldn't deny the fact that Boozer was the best player on the court the last four games of that series and that JVG was outcoached like nobody's business by Yerry Sloan and his Yazz assistants. And now we have the prospect of a Utah Yazz team that has grown up hard and grown up quick and are on the hunt for Western Conference scalps. The scary/enjoyable thing about this Yazz team, unlike your father's Jazz of the 1990s is that they can run a bit and still play J. Sloan's "lock down, fuck a motha up for looking at you wrong" style of Defense---> with a capital "D!" And although both The Golden State Baron's and the Arizona Sols have chances to turn things around, I'm a pessimist at my heart, and am expecting the Spurs and Yazz to close these shops down for another year. Heck, Nash and Boom Diddy may even retire and spend the rest of their lives swimming in pools and drying off with hundred dollar bills. In any case, all I'm trying to say is that I'm willing to accept and do expect a SA vs The Beehive State and want to see Boozer make Duncan look bad and for Ginobili to trip all over himself.