Tonight the Spurs played a Stellar game against the New Orleans Nagins.  Oh wait, I mean Hornets.  This is what I am talking about. What the hell is up with these games?  I wish I had Steven A. Smith or Hollinger's number in my cell because I would call one of those bastards and ask them to attempt to explain this to me.  All the while I would be sipping a beer while halfway falling asleep.  Here is the bottom line - Spurs go to NO for game 7.  For most NBA fans out there the Spurs forcing a game 7 was a "maybe" opportunity.  Here it is.  Game 7 on Monday!  I am more pumped than a pair of 90s basketball shoes!  Game 6 was intense full of great plays, injuries and... and... and me kicking back some brewski's in the heart of Dallas.  So, Game 7.  What will it be?  Scrappy Dappy and clan or the "old men" silver and black?  I would like to think it is about time we stop the trend of playoff away losses and take this final game of the series.  Shake the feathers a bit.  Slap the little neh sayers around like rag dolls.  I expect to walk away as another hated rival of the Hornets.  Let's keep tallying them up like scrapes on a prison wall.  Ok NO fan... put some good jazz on and remember this quote, tonight "WE...DRANK...YOUR...MILKSHAKE!"  Sleep well.