Time Journal, Attempt 1

The Cleveland Cavaliers just gave me heart failure. They also gave me a moment I will never forget. First the video, then my (estimated) Time Journal write up.


Skip Bayless Twitter, 1 PM- "i feel sorry for lebron. everyone has crowned him prematurely and he can't live up to it. no clutch gene."

7:45 PM- Heart throbbing, although not really worried, I'm waiting for the Cavs game. After all, it's a must win, and we have the most clutch player in basketball.

7:49- Holy shit is it game time yet?

7:51- Considering turning on pregame.

7:56- Holy shit is it game time yet?

8:33- Game tips off, Cavs win tip for the second time in a row.

8:52- Cavs lead 15-5, I'm smiling like a .. well.. like this.

9:40- The Cavs scoring run has ceased, they're back to what they did Wednesday night- totally collapsing.

9:42- 100th Leverage series preview

10:01- I decide I'm ready for a Dunkin' Donuts run at halftime...

10:28- Returning from DD with a Yuppy Cappuccino and 12 iced donuts, most of which are chocolate frosting, because you know I rub that Chocolate rain all over my chest.

10:45- Everyone else in my house has went to bed, pissed at the Deja-Vu they are experiencing as the Cavs blow another lead against the fucking Magic.

10:52- I start my classic chew the skin off my fingers routine- it's already pretty ugly from Wednesday night, I fear for my hand model-esque figure.

10:53- Most of the skin is gone, and it's been one fucking minute. Oh by the way, we're only at the end of the third quarter.

11:07- The Cavs have pushed the lead to 9.

11:07:53- The Magic are on a 9-0 run.

11:11- I receive two texts from people watching the game too. I feel popular.

11:14- I finish my third donut, and I'm more pumped on "negative passion energy" than Cappuccino.

11:16- Mo Williams FOR THREE!!!!

11:17- I'm now biting the muscle and ligaments off of my fingers.

11:24- Hedo Turgaloualoualoua for Three

11:24:01- I shit myself.. because well.. again, really?

11:25- Well now that they tied the game, I'm about to get heart failure.

11:26- LeBron runs down the lane, takes about 9 steps and scores. I celebrate the And 1 call the crowd think he gets.

11:27- It is called a travel, nevermind. I argue this travel in my mind for the next 4 minutes, considering if it was Jordan it wouldn't have been called.

11:29- Hedo Turkalouwhahowanoiqna makes the "game winner" from 12 feet out, sinking it right over Sasha Pavlovic. There is one second left, and I am going to explode inside.

11:29- I receive a text from an asshole telling me "Cavs lost" I get pissed.

11:30:32- Camera angles of a city that's seen so much sports pain, fans unwilling to leave, to give up in their beloved Cavs even though the game is "decided". They are hurting, as they have been for 45 long championship-less years.

11:30:33- I start to resemble those in a fantastic crowd. Head hanging low, I had no expectancy for this outcome.

11:32:46- I have chewed my hands down to stubs.

11:33- Mo Williams fakes the inbound to Pavlovic, LeBron acts like he's sitting the play out, then rushes out beyond the three point arc and shoots for 3. "James for the wiiiNNNNN!! YES HE GOT IT!"

11:33- Game winner is made.

11:33:02- I receive two more texts, "Wow that was beast." and "Cavs won" from that asshole. I appreciate both of these, because option two is going to have a hellish life for being an asshole.

11:33:03- I run around the house not knowing what just happened, screaming as loudly as I can. I am semi crouched (as pictured to the right) and not really sure if what I saw was real, or just what I wanted to happen. I could be in an asylum right now, I'm not quite sure. It is almost as if I have my body, and the mind of a dog, running, not really knowing "what the fuck." and screaming for no reason. I imagine a dog would scream if it just gained the ability to talk, so pretty darn good reference huh?

11:40- I finally regain the ability to sit down.

11:42 PM- I explain in great detail, the history of Cleveland, since the Colonial days to a good pal of mine who pretended to listen. I explained the sad sports history, and the savior.

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1:03 AM- I write this blog because I won't be sleeping for the next 6 days.


Not going to get off this adrenaline rush for roughly 14 hours,

Matt "Holy shit did you see 'Bron's game winner" Stephen