I know Laimbeer isn't dead, at least I don't think he is, but after Game 5 who knows. While LeBron was certainly out of this world on Thurday evening, I couldn't help but think the Pistons D was less than inspiring. They're lucky Laimbeer is coaching in the WNBA. Had he been in attendance he might beaten up the whole team after the game. It was clear from about halfway through the 4th quarter that LeBron was about the only guy on the Cavs who wanted to shoot the ball. And after the first overtime, it should have been insanely apparent that was the case.
LeBron kept blowing by Tayshaun Prince and anyone else who guarded him for dunks in the 4th and in the overtimes. He scored the Cavs's final 25 points of the game, and 29 of the Cavs's final 30 points. I mean, didn't it ever occur to Flip Saunders that maybe he should consider double-teaming LeBron at some point? Even a basketball neophyte would have said to themselves "maybe we should get the ball out of that guy's hands." Besides, most of the Cavs had forgotten what the basketball looked like by the second overtime. They probably couldn't even remember how to shoot. This may have been one of the worst coaching jobs since...Mike Brown calling that idiotic timeout during the first overtime that prevented the Cavs from getting a decent game winning shot off. Both coaches are awful, we'll just leave it at that.
When Ben Wallace was still with the Pistons before skipping town for Chicago, people said that the Pistons had become the Bad Boys 2. I'm not sure that's totally true, but it's more than apparent that they lost something when they lost Wallace - an angry, no nonsense, interior presense. Wallace has a bit of a Laimbeer mean streak in him and he wouldn't have let LeBron do what he did tonight. And we all know Laimbeer would have sent LeBron into the 10th row on those dunk attempts. Neither man would have allowed LeBron to score 25 straight points on his team. Of course, if Detroit had a semi-decent coach, the coach never would have let LeBron score 25 straight either.
The mystique of the Pistons D, and maybe their coach's job, went up in flames tonight. And it doesn't look like that D, or Saunders's brain, is going to get fixed in time for them to save their season.
Which is fine by me, the only way you can get me to watch the NBA Finals is if LeBron's in them. I'd rather scrape off a tattoo with a cheese grater than be forced to watch a Pistons/Spurs final.