I was in f**king Jamaica. Snuck off from my group with a few Houston fans to watch back at my room. After Parsons, we were talking like we were going to stir a ruckus of celebration all per the resort. Screams, fist pumps, bumps and high fives... My knees buckled and I literally collapsed beside one of the beds after Lillard hit that 3... I think if no one else was in the room, I honestly would have sat on the balcony and cried. So I returned to the bar portion of the resort and drank myself into depression. Worst vacation night ever.
Me: Parson's put back..... I screamed as loud as I can. FOUR TIMES. So much so, my voice was hoarse for 2 days. Lillard's dagger.... I laid my head back on the chair and stared at the ceiling for at least 1 minute. Then I sat in the chair watching the coverage for 15 minutes...and I don't remember any of that coverage.
As always, Carl is the anti-cheerleader. Trust me, as bad as it might have been watching that shot on TV, it was even more devastating in person.
How did I end up on the NBA dish forum? I thought this was Rockets GARM. Must be a glitch in the Matrix.
