Out of reach? Eh... it's about as out of reach as a midget amputee's desired goal of becoming a NASA astronaut then being the first man to land on Mars while making love to 3 women and effortlessly discovering a bustling underground Martian metropolis while planting the American flag into the protective, yet thin layer of seemingly uninteresting martian soil that conceals the megacity below... thusly making the greatest find in human history and simultaneously climaxing with each woman all at the same time! Oh, did I mention he makes peace with the aliens, agrees to exchange Earth's vast mosquito population for advanced technology that'll usher in an age of wealth, peace, and prosperity. That he returns to Earth, sees America change its country's name to his in honor, wins 11 terms as the first polygamist/midget president, a nonconsecutive final term at age 91 after successfully taking time off to become the world's fav. musician/movie star and defend his boxing, UFC, and WWE world heavyweight titles for 19 years without a single defeat, at age 93 thwarts and mercilessly kills a terrorist assassin force consisting of dozens of ninjas, al queda commandos, giant killbots, and lead by Osama bin Laden, reanimated Hitler, Jack the Ripper, and old nemesis Randy "Macho Man" Savage on live television during a state of the union address, and nearly dies of natural causes at the ripe old age of 117-firmly nestled between the breasts of two adoring 19 year olds. I say nearly because for this scenario to be completely in sync with the chances of Houston winning 75 this year it has to be noted that Earth's hero tops it all off by discovering the secret to age rejuvination and eternal life! Before leaving earth shortly thereafter to spread wonder to the ever growing reaches of humanity springing up all across the galaxy he eases the public's despair to his new journey by giving the secret of eternal youth to every person in the world... free of charge. Now, all of what I just wrote above may be very ridiculous, but it was written to be that in light of this poll's obvious ridiculousness (serious or not). If this topic doesnt warrant a hard to follow comparison featuring the exploits of a midget spaceman to contrast side by side with the true likelyhood of 75 wins... nothing does. Or maybe "nothing does" warrant it either way... oh well. Point is, it's not entirely impossible a midget could become the first man on Mars, discover alien cities and techs, become ultra president, hold every major title in combative sports (real and fake ones), kill 100 assassins and undead Hitler on live air (okay, maybe that one is totally impossible), and discover the true fountain of youth... but it's about as impossible as anything can get without being TOTALLY impossible. In that way, that's how likely it is that the Rockets win 75 games this year. Sure, maybe something less likely has happened in this planet's billions of years but only a few times, and that's back when God was still acting all biblical; making chaos and miracles for early man to write down in a book someday. Of course, it may still be more likely that an old man named Noah built a boat big enough to carry two of every animal (extinct and not), stocked it with adequate food, and rode out a vengeful God's worldwide 30 day flood just like the burning bush said than it is that an old man named Rick Adelman built a squad good enough to win even 65 games. Unless the top 8 seeds from last year in both conferences, and the runner up 9th seeds, are all invited to attend a massive gathering in a building that shortly upon everyone's arrival (except Houston who had to catch a later flight) is turned to dust by an asteroid big enough to flatten an arena but small enough to escape detection. If that happens, and swine flu takes hold of the opposing teams left, then consider 75 wins so possible that they'd be worth trying to earn inspite of the national panic and worldwide sadness at the death of NBA superstars like Kobe, Lebron, DHoward, and Adam Morrison! Because then who will stop Kevin Durant in his rise to total control of the league? The Rockets and Shane effing Battier... thats who.
