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I've been putting off and putting off the Rockets recap for a variety of reasons--sleep, work, family, it was a loss....but I'm also still not sure how to process the sequence of events Sunday. Sure, the dominant mood SHOULD be celebration, because the young Blazers did something by rights they shouldn't have been able to do, and which most pundits and basketball scribes subscribed to--make the playoffs. And make them from the West, and not squeaking in on the final day, but two weeks early, fighting not just for extra games but for THE extra home game you get by being seed #1 through #4 in the first round.
But was it coincidence that the team they were playing the day they discovered the Suns had erased the final magic number, was the Houston Rockets? The team that was behind them in 5th, now ahead of them in 4th, and with the Blazers loss a more assured first round opponent no matter what? The very same.
And so watching the game as it unfolded, beyond the win or loss, the need to establish quality road tallies, and the obvious interest in pulling tighter in the standings with those above (like the Spurs, Wednesday's opponent and another very similar opportunity), I was watching the game thinking, "How are the Blazers going to deal with 7 games of this...if they're lucky?" Or more saliently, "How are the Blazers going to win even once here, if they're the 5th seed?"
And so that's what I've been thinking all day yesterday: Hells Yeah! but also Oh crap, is it going to be over that quickly? And well it might, based on that last game. Perhaps the most disappointing thing about it wasn't the loss but the fact that Portland didn't really play badly; they just came up small--in some ways literally. If they'd just totally screwed the pooch you might be able to write it off and look forward with a clear optimism. But the hard fact is that Portland was OK, Houston was better. {portents, below}
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