It was much more scripted than his classic, off-the-cuff work when the Heat inked LeBron and Bosh and after the Heat eliminated Derrick Rose last year, but still rather humorous. You can tell LeBatard is like a dormant volcano with the Heat, secretly praying they beat the Thunder so he can erupt the way he wanted to last year before Miami collapsed against the Mavericks. If memory serves, LeBatard was so shocked at the Finals loss, he was in a hazy fog for days, mumbling and stammering through his show, dumbfounded that the Heat did the same thing against the Mavericks that Derrick Rose had done two weeks prior: Pissed all over themselves.
Jordan left LA for Dallas.
Carli Lloyd’s was David Beckham-esque.
Get excited, or something.