The title of the thread came from MSNBC, the same article from the Washington Post says German Rules Western Finals
It's amazing, Dirk had already cemented his status in Europe, basically anywhere outside of the USA, but with his current sucess, he's really propelled himself. Here's hoping there isn't a letdown in the NBA Finals.
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It's amazing, Dirk had already cemented his status in Europe, basically anywhere outside of the USA, but with his current sucess, he's really propelled himself. Here's hoping there isn't a letdown in the NBA Finals.
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German Rules Western Finals
By Michael Wilbon
Friday, June 2, 2006; E01
DALLAS -- The NBA playoffs, when they're at their best, are about the biggest stars. Role players and specialists and X-factors figure in at some point. They might even win games now and then with big shots. But the critical games, the ones that lead to championships and decide how the history of the sport is written, are usually determined by the supernovas.
And though Dirk Nowitzki probably was already in that class, there's no doubt about his spot in it after Thursday's Game 5 of the Western Conference finals.
You can go to playoff games your whole life and never see a man score 50 points. Especially not in Game 5, not in the conference finals, and surely not when he's coming off an 11-point stinker than led to a rant from the coach the following day. Nowitzki's misery was the back story coming out of the Suns' Game 4 victory and his stunning dominance was the story coming out of the Mavericks' 117-101 Game 5 victory.
When the Suns had erased a 14-point deficit to take a 77-70 lead late in the third quarter of yet another pulsating game, Nowitzki did some soul searching. "Down seven," he said afterward, "I just saw the whole season swimming away."
It was at that point, during a Dallas timeout that he told his teammates, "I'll shoot the ball, drive the ball, whatever we need to do to get this win."
The man delivered on his promise. Nowitzki outscored the Suns, 22-20, in the fourth quarter. That could be the No. 1 feat of the playoffs. He scored 50, grabbed 12 rebounds, and carried his team to a 3-2 series lead which puts Dallas within one victory of its first trip to the NBA Finals. Chances are, Nowitzki isn't going to need the kind of verbal scorching he got from Coach Avery Johnson after his 11-point, 3-for-13 effort in Game 4.
"Avery got on me pretty good," Nowitzki said. "We watched film and he let me have it."
A day later, Nowitzki let the Suns have it. Asked how such a thing could happen, Suns Coach Mike D'Antoni said it was a case of the Mavericks' best player, "just being seven feet and shooting the ball better than anybody on the planet."
Certainly, the Mavericks needed all Nowitzki's points, no matter what the final score. Tim Thomas ensured that by ripping Dallas for 26 points on 6-for-8 three-point shooting. That's how Phoenix got back in the game. And then Nowitzki took it back.
He shot it from 20 feet, drove it down the lane, hit free throws after being slammed. He took it to 6-foot-7 Shawn Marion, to 6-8 Boris Diaw, to 6-5 Raja Bell. It would have taken somebody like Dennis Rodman or Ron Artest to slow Nowitzki, and while the Suns have a lot of pieces, a defensive stopper isn't one of them.
The delirious patrons at American Airlines Arena saw something that has never happened in the NBA until Game 5: they watched a European completely take over the American game in June.
Don't get me wrong, there have been European players before now who were critical to a team's playoff success. Croatia's Toni Kukoc was instrumental in Chicago's second three-peat. Sacramento's best shooter in its best seasons was Serbian Peja Stojakovic . They were considered a huge upgrade from the earliest European players who were thought (by Americans) to be mechanical and un-athletic. Even Kukoc and Stojakovic were thought to be "soft" and unable to be more than role players who ought to defer whenever possible to the biggest American stars.
But that changed all here Thursday. Nowitzki changed it. Fifty puts you in the history books, maybe gives you a chapter all by yourself. Had Dallas lost, elimination probably awaited on Saturday night in Phoenix. Nowitzki knew Steve Nash and the Suns were looking for that one chance.
Nowitzki said he didn't have to score 30 for his team to win, but he couldn't have meant it. He had to have it in his heart, not that he was going to score 50, but that he was going to carry his team the way truly great players carry their teams to giant, franchise-defining playoff victories.
We knew he'd respond, probably score 30. But 50? Fiddy? Cinquenta? No way. He outscored Nash and Marion by 10.
So, it goes back to Phoenix and there's probably another riveting chapter to be written, what with the way this series is playing out.
They could play best-of-21 and I'd watch every second. They could run the games on a continuous loop and the series would still fascinate. Thankfully, this isn't single elimination. How silly would it be to match the two most entertaining teams in basketball just once? The beauty of pro basketball is seeing teams as supremely skilled and as desperate to win as these two.
Suns vs. Mavericks, through the first five games of the Western Conference finals, are the best the playoffs have to offer. And it figures to be that way in Game 6 and if necessary back here for Game 7 on Monday.
The shooting, the passing, the back-and-forth, the push-and-pull has been wondrous. Thursday night, with Dallas exploding to a 14-point lead, the plot took yet another twist when Nash ran so many perfect pick-and-roll plays to Thomas for three-pointers it made Avery Johnson scrap that entire defense for good.
There's no momentum worth examining in this series, just punch and counterpunch. The story of Game 4 was the return of Bell. Game 5 belonged to Nowitzki. The only thing for certain, it seems, is that this series is incapable of running out of drama, produced not by histrionics but by plan old-fashioned basketball. "Nobody," Johnson said, "is going to give in. Who knows what's going to happen from game to game. That's how great a series this is."
By Michael Wilbon
Friday, June 2, 2006; E01
DALLAS -- The NBA playoffs, when they're at their best, are about the biggest stars. Role players and specialists and X-factors figure in at some point. They might even win games now and then with big shots. But the critical games, the ones that lead to championships and decide how the history of the sport is written, are usually determined by the supernovas.
And though Dirk Nowitzki probably was already in that class, there's no doubt about his spot in it after Thursday's Game 5 of the Western Conference finals.
You can go to playoff games your whole life and never see a man score 50 points. Especially not in Game 5, not in the conference finals, and surely not when he's coming off an 11-point stinker than led to a rant from the coach the following day. Nowitzki's misery was the back story coming out of the Suns' Game 4 victory and his stunning dominance was the story coming out of the Mavericks' 117-101 Game 5 victory.
When the Suns had erased a 14-point deficit to take a 77-70 lead late in the third quarter of yet another pulsating game, Nowitzki did some soul searching. "Down seven," he said afterward, "I just saw the whole season swimming away."
It was at that point, during a Dallas timeout that he told his teammates, "I'll shoot the ball, drive the ball, whatever we need to do to get this win."
The man delivered on his promise. Nowitzki outscored the Suns, 22-20, in the fourth quarter. That could be the No. 1 feat of the playoffs. He scored 50, grabbed 12 rebounds, and carried his team to a 3-2 series lead which puts Dallas within one victory of its first trip to the NBA Finals. Chances are, Nowitzki isn't going to need the kind of verbal scorching he got from Coach Avery Johnson after his 11-point, 3-for-13 effort in Game 4.
"Avery got on me pretty good," Nowitzki said. "We watched film and he let me have it."
A day later, Nowitzki let the Suns have it. Asked how such a thing could happen, Suns Coach Mike D'Antoni said it was a case of the Mavericks' best player, "just being seven feet and shooting the ball better than anybody on the planet."
Certainly, the Mavericks needed all Nowitzki's points, no matter what the final score. Tim Thomas ensured that by ripping Dallas for 26 points on 6-for-8 three-point shooting. That's how Phoenix got back in the game. And then Nowitzki took it back.
He shot it from 20 feet, drove it down the lane, hit free throws after being slammed. He took it to 6-foot-7 Shawn Marion, to 6-8 Boris Diaw, to 6-5 Raja Bell. It would have taken somebody like Dennis Rodman or Ron Artest to slow Nowitzki, and while the Suns have a lot of pieces, a defensive stopper isn't one of them.
The delirious patrons at American Airlines Arena saw something that has never happened in the NBA until Game 5: they watched a European completely take over the American game in June.
Don't get me wrong, there have been European players before now who were critical to a team's playoff success. Croatia's Toni Kukoc was instrumental in Chicago's second three-peat. Sacramento's best shooter in its best seasons was Serbian Peja Stojakovic . They were considered a huge upgrade from the earliest European players who were thought (by Americans) to be mechanical and un-athletic. Even Kukoc and Stojakovic were thought to be "soft" and unable to be more than role players who ought to defer whenever possible to the biggest American stars.
But that changed all here Thursday. Nowitzki changed it. Fifty puts you in the history books, maybe gives you a chapter all by yourself. Had Dallas lost, elimination probably awaited on Saturday night in Phoenix. Nowitzki knew Steve Nash and the Suns were looking for that one chance.
Nowitzki said he didn't have to score 30 for his team to win, but he couldn't have meant it. He had to have it in his heart, not that he was going to score 50, but that he was going to carry his team the way truly great players carry their teams to giant, franchise-defining playoff victories.
We knew he'd respond, probably score 30. But 50? Fiddy? Cinquenta? No way. He outscored Nash and Marion by 10.
So, it goes back to Phoenix and there's probably another riveting chapter to be written, what with the way this series is playing out.
They could play best-of-21 and I'd watch every second. They could run the games on a continuous loop and the series would still fascinate. Thankfully, this isn't single elimination. How silly would it be to match the two most entertaining teams in basketball just once? The beauty of pro basketball is seeing teams as supremely skilled and as desperate to win as these two.
Suns vs. Mavericks, through the first five games of the Western Conference finals, are the best the playoffs have to offer. And it figures to be that way in Game 6 and if necessary back here for Game 7 on Monday.
The shooting, the passing, the back-and-forth, the push-and-pull has been wondrous. Thursday night, with Dallas exploding to a 14-point lead, the plot took yet another twist when Nash ran so many perfect pick-and-roll plays to Thomas for three-pointers it made Avery Johnson scrap that entire defense for good.
There's no momentum worth examining in this series, just punch and counterpunch. The story of Game 4 was the return of Bell. Game 5 belonged to Nowitzki. The only thing for certain, it seems, is that this series is incapable of running out of drama, produced not by histrionics but by plan old-fashioned basketball. "Nobody," Johnson said, "is going to give in. Who knows what's going to happen from game to game. That's how great a series this is."
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