I guess it was sometime about 3:30 when Lou Williams lofted a (prayer?) three-pointer over D-Wade. When it splashed down, perhaps we should have taken it as a sign that good things were going to happen for Philly sports on Easter Sunday. LeBron’s inability to get by Evan Turner, Elton Brand’s partial block and another Miami final-second failure sweetened a series that will ultimately end with the Heat moving on. I felt good for the people who went down Sunday, and for Sixers fans in general who deserved a game in this series for putting in the hard time all year. Doug Collins said he doesn’t believe in moral victories, but the Sixers got one, and they needed it. All Heat losses are good losses.
Forty-Eight shots. That is what it took, through about 65 minutes of hockey, for the Flyers to force a game seven in their series against Buffalo. Total domination from the skaters for the most part, and it’s a series the Flyers honestly should have won by now but you can’t win if you can’t stop the puck. The Flyers cannot stop the puck. The simpler the shot, the more distressed any of the 3 goalies look. Goalies have been pulled in 3 games, two of them wins, and Lavy has exhausted all options. The rest of the guys deserve a better fate. We’ll save our ultimate judgement for when it is more appropriate, but my pessimism was reaching all-time highs this afternoon. At one point I demanded a hand-written letter of apology from Ed Snider. We might still get to that point. In the meantime, we’ll hope the Flyers keep coming in waves and that someone, anyone gets in front of the occasional puck.