Well What'dya Know...

During this festive Holiday season, we celebrate a host of miracles: zombie Jesus came back from the dead, a Jewish candle burned for 8 days (maybe it was one of those thick Costco ones?), and a long time ago people gave presents in boxes to slaves (see Boxing Day).

But much more important than all of those things is the fact that the Blazers are 3-1 over the past week.

After Greg Oden split his patella like so much kindling, I was preparing myself to write a post on the death knell of the 09-10 NBA season. We were headed for the draft lottery and we'll try again next year. The Blazers were lunch meat and nothing good would ever happen for this franchise again.

Then a funny thing happened.

The Blazers had so much talent yet they got blown out each night.

Even Aldridge and Roy couldn't keep this sorry team right.

And Coach Mac, with his coach-feet ice cold in the snow stood puzzling and puzzling, until his puzzler was sore.

Then he thought of something Kevin Prichard hadn't before!

He realized that maybe winning came without our 7 foot low post threat.

It came without expectations, or trips to the finals.

It came without rivaling the Lakers, or even matching the Nuggets just yet.

There were still games to fight for, still teams to embarrass.

This team had heart and gosh darnit don't forget Bayless.

Maybe winning doesn't come from potential,

Maybe only putting the ball in a bucket was quite so essential.

Maybe winning, just maybe, only took a little bit more.

And what happened then?

Well in Oregon they say,

the Blazers heart grew three sizes that day.

And the minute that their heart didn't feel quite so tight,

They flew down the court, and hustled each night.

And they brought back the defense

And the offense even if in a bit of a streak

And he...Roy himself...

Almost won player of the week.

-KF