I mean, sure — for many NBA fans, it's also because we're some hatin'-ass haters who still don't like how LeBron James, Dwyane Wade and Chris Bosh formed like Voltron last summer, or how they declared their presence with an authority they'd yet to earn, or how successfully they swing in tight slacks and sweaters, or whatever. For that still-significant faction, watching the Miami Heat play basketball is primarily an exercise in praying on their downfall — in hoping against hope, for example, that the surprisingly game and effective Charlotte Bobcats can hold onto a 15-point halftime lead against a Heat team playing its third game in four nights following a big nationally televised win over the Boston Celtics.
For a lot of other people, though, it's that they can do stuff like this — Bosh denying Corey Maggette at the rim, James snagging the loose ball before it can go out of bounds, then heaving a three-quarter-court lead to a streaking Wade, who beats the 'Cats down the floor for a breakaway dunk and a two-point lead.
It wasn't the dagger or anything — Charlotte came back to take a 95-94 lead with 12 seconds to go, thanks to Gerald Henderson scoring five points in 19 seconds, before Wade closed the door (after traveling, natch). But that tic-tac-toe sort of play — the instantaneous creation of a blink-and-you'll-miss-it uncontested basket, through sheer combined athletic ability, seemingly out of thin air — is the kind of thing that you just don't really see, and when you do, if you're like me, it leaves you wondering what you just watched. It's inarguably awesome.
It's OK to watch the Heat in the hope that they'll do stuff like this; it's totally OK to like and applaud it when they actually do it. In those moments, we can cast our hate aside; there's nothing wrong with love.
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