The Dallas Mavericks visit the Miami Heat
It’s pretty coincidental that the NBA schedulers saw it fit to make the Mavs go head-to-head with the Warriors and the Heat in the same week. They’re similar demons, from Dallas’ point of view. Both make us re-think the things we take for granted, and re-evaluate the effects of the mental and emotional edge. Maybe the Mavs were guilty of self-defeat. Maybe they were outmatched. By this point it’s irrelevant, but those types of questions do bring up a pretty significant point going forward.
Baron Davis may no longer be the face of the Warriors, but Dwyane Wade is still synonymous with Miami Heat. There is absolutely no mistaking that, and no Stephen Jackson to complicate the equation. If he, and to a lesser degree, Dirk, I guess, truly represent the Mavs’ implosion, does the Miami facelift effectively help to extinguish those fires (at least partially)? There is no Shaquille O’Neal. No James Posey. No Jason Williams. No Gary Payton. No Antoine Walker. No Alonzo Mourning. I could go on and on. Those pieces that were very much a part of the Maverick downfall have been replaced with respected Mavs’ nemesis Shawn Marion, fun-loving Michael Beasley, and draft steal Mario Chalmers.
It’s obvious that both the team and the fans are still suffering from a Finals hangover. It’s no longer a throbbing headache; just a general sense of queasiness. I guess what I’m really trying to poke at here is this question: was the 2006 blunder Mavs v. Heat or Dirk v. Wade?
Oh, and I think the Mavs are playing the Heat today. Not really sure how that’s going to go, though.