Brooklyn Fire! (Knicks 99 Pacers 106)

"It's that NYC in me playboy!"

The Notorious B.I.G. stepped in the joint and said, “It was all a dream I used to read Word Up Magazine, Salt n’ Peppa and Heavy D up in the limousine, Hangin' pictures on the wall, Every Saturday Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Marl!” Then Jay-Z grabbed the mic and spit it like this, “We not in the same bracket, not in the same league, don’t shoot at the same baskets, don’t pay the same taxes, hang with the same broads, so how am I in the way, what is it I’m missing? Boy I been missing, cat I been gone! The stuff that you just witnessing I been on!” Then the DJ said, “Is Brooklyn in the house? And Lance Stephenson said, “Without a doubt!”

The Brooklyn native went to work on the hometown Knicks in game 6 to lead the Pacers to a 106-99 victory that sends them to their very first Eastern Conference final since 2004. Ole boy put up 25 points which is a career playoff high for him as the dull Knicks reluctantly put on the fishing gear and went to the crib.

Roy Hibbert blocked a Melo dunk midway through the fourth quarter that seemed to spark not only the crowd but his Pacers teammates that sent them on a 11-2 run down the stretch. Lance scored 9 of those 11 bruh! He took boyz back to the Rucker and hustled them out of jewelry, sneakers and old school food stamps that he can’t do anything with now but tell a boy that he’s got them.

The EBT joint has made it hard for street hustles in the park now days. Back in the day, cats used to get into Big Momma’s purse for a few stamps and hustle them for games at the park or in the cage in the projects depending upon where you're from pimipin'. At the end of the day you and the fellas could eat good! All the Funions, red pop and penny cookies you could handle. Stop me when I start lyin'! 

The best defensive team in the league seemed to struggle in the third quarter giving up way too many wide open jumpers and the wheels seemed to be about to fall off. Iman Shumpert got into them for five 3-pointers and J.R. Smith chipped in 15. While Melo put up 39 on these boyz he only managed 4 points in the fourth quarter bruh!

Why? Because he’s exhausted from shooting all night like I keep saying. That dun took 29 shots and by the 4^th quarter he needed a freaking IV! He didn’t score at all in the previous two games in Indy in the fourth quarter. That's called a pattern bruh! 

The Pacers not only had Lance the “Brooklyn Bomber” in double figures the entire starting 5 was taking boyz sneakers too. Paul George had 23, big boy Roy Hibbert had 21, David West had 17 and George Hill coming off of a concussion poured out 12 for all of the homies that ain’t here. That’s what you call a team effort playa!

I know that even though cats in NYC are salty about going fishing again, I know M.C. Lyte, Big Daddy Kane, The Beastie Boys and Special Ed is somewhere giving the Brooklyn homie, Lance, mad love for reppin’ the borough to the fullest! If you gotta lose then why not lose to one of your own puttin’ in work, right? Not according to Spike! As much as he loves Brooklyn he’s probably somewhere throwing up because his beloved Knicks went down and his homeboy pulled the trigger!

It’s like robbing a bank, getting away with it and Big Momma turning you in! Sometimes that’s just how it goes playboy! So now the Pacers can celebrate this joint for 24 hours before they have to stare down the barrel of the big gun bruh! The Heat are sitting in the cut waiting and on some real talk, the rest of the playoffs are just a matter of formality. It's like graduating playboy! You gotta walk because Big Momma said so. She's gotta get her pictures that she NEVER develops. Stop me when I start lyin’.

Holla At Ya Boy!
Jay Graves
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