Dallas, Texas: Choke City
What Would Carrie Underwood Do?
However terrible the tragedy, Dallasites had the Mavs to fall back on. Streaking across the sky with three 13+ win streaks, the Mavs 67 game regular season and likely league MVP Nowitski seemed unstoppable. No team who had won 67 games had ever not brought home the O'Brien trophy. Things seemed in the bag. Then out of the mists of the San Francisco Bay came a determined band of warriors intent on upsetting the mighty Mavs. At the helm was the Mavs former coach who had a few bones to pick with his former boss, who owed him a small fortune in gold, and his diminutive protege, whose coaching style mirrored not his own, but a pock-faced Slav who had long been his rival.
Nellie: "Forget not my teaching, my son."
With much deference and feigned fatalism, Lord Nelson rallied his rag-tag bunch of hooligans, vandals, and felons against his old team. Leading the assault on the ground was the Baron himself. Hobbled by injuries, driven by ancient hatred, the Baron had much to prove to the world. His beard commanded the respect of all who fought against him on the battlefield.
The Baron: "I will follow the German to the Gates of Hell!"
Dallas was stunned at the thumping they received at the hands of their old master. The Grand Teuton, Dirk, was cowardly in battle, shying away from the battle and resigning himself to his fate. Mark Cuban, irritant King, was silenced by his old coach, who got the ultimate vengence: the greatest upset in the history of the NBA. Exuent, Dallas.
Cuban: "This is definitely going in my blog"
In this manner, the legend of Choke City was born.
The German: "I will avenge this loss next year by losing in the second round."