The "Heat" host the Seven Foot Sixers tomorrow. 7'6"ers are not a mature, mentally strong team. They are capable of blowing anybody in the world out, as they did Miami earlier, as they did Milwaukee on Christmas, and then will lose to Miami, lose to Borelando as they did today, get blown out at home by the Dallas "Cubans", by the fucking "Nets" in New Jersey, again to the "Magic," and so on. They have lost 11 times. They've won 23 times. They're very good and have the talent to win the East but they're fifth in the conference. Miami is third. "Heat" have lost one game (LAL) at home this year. Who can be sure which Philly team will show up in Miami tomorrow night? Are they going to be moping over their second of two losses to Orlando? Or are they going to be motivated by revenge at their last lost to the "Heat"? When they want to play and take their adderall they can easily beat Miami. Regrettably, that is what I predict tomorrow night. The "Process Cheeses" will give Miami its second loss at home.

The "Heat" have replaced Manchester City for me as the club I root for that brings me the most joy. The Centurions were breathtaking, they made you see God; last year's team made me change my underwear. The "Heat" are not that. But the "Heat" are something else, surprising. 23-8, blink, refocus, yes 23-8 with this lineup. You could see City coming, no, you didn't see the Centurions but you could see a league title. Nobody in the known universe saw this "Heat" team coming. They have been a revelation and revelations bring unexpected joy, which gives a considerable extra electrical charge to the emotion. Is not Revelation the most dramatic, compelling chapter of the Good Book?