There are worse things than attending a close NBA Finals game which your team loses by just two points. I’m sure I think of one in a minute.
I flew down to San Antonio for this one. The game was competitive, exciting, though not what I’d call “good.” The officiating was ludicrous, and not just in a my-team-lost sort of way. In the there-will-probably-be-people-fined sort of way. Even with that, the Spurs could have had it. But they only shot 60% from the free throw line and their offense turned to poo in the last few minutes of the game.
Meh. Here are some pictures. I got a cool hat. Bring on game 3.