The NBA sucks. Hands down, it’s easily one of the most embarrassing regular season things to witness. Football, every game counts. Baseball is setup to be a grind of a game, so you plan accordingly. Hockey is great to watch as long as you understand the blue line rule (trust me, you will 100% change the way you watch hockey if you understand this one rule). Basketball? Just horribly boring, with one exception: The Playoffs. The NBA playoffs, when teams realize that people are actually watching, and maybe even showing up to the stadium… heck, maybe even buying tickets?! It all really gets these guys going. Now, the playoffs in Memphis? Well, it was never very good, until the year Jennifer and I moved in… coincidence? Absolutely. This year “The Grizz,” as they are affectionately known in the local area, knocked off the “best team in basketball from the regular season” (which, as we’ve already covered, means nothing). And were pushing Kevin Durant and the Oklahoma City Thunder (what a sports market mecca, huh?! Oklahoma City?!?! Honestly, what the f… heyyyyy), to the brink in the playoffs to possibly go to the Conference finals… so, what does one do when it’s a do or die playoff game? You go watch it live. WOOOO, Go Grizz! Free t-shirts and a big win to go to game seven! (Where the Grizz would lose to be knocked out of the playoffs and I would give up watching the NBA for another year). Good times, good win, great basketball.