First and foremost, my apologies for the extremely corny "The Breakfast Club" and ESPN-Jon-Heder-inspired speak, but it's really hard not to be gassed up as a Bulls fan when your best player, who was handed the MVP trophy earlier this week, has the type of performance he had tonight.
Forty-four points on twenty seven shots, and 59% shooting from the field must have made the likes of John Hollinger, Colin Cowherd, and several other haters sick. This is the type of performance that not only confirms that the MVP award is in the right hands, but smacks the hell out of cats who thought otherwise.
Early on, it seemed as if the night's festivities was destined to feature a battle of each squads' point guards. The NBA Most Valuable Player vs. a slept on but ready for prime-time Jeff Teague. However, as the game went on, it was obvious Rose was in a class all his own. As well, he should be.
Rose's 44 points were a career-high, not just in the playoffs but overall. He seemed to make a concentrated effort to try and play his usual game instead of worrying about the ankle, and once he had some success early on, he seemed to just keep at it like he was thrilled that he got his mojo back.
However, as we all now, basketball is a team sport, so Rose's supporting cast has to be shouted out as well. The bench showed why they had so many followers during the regular season, and the defense was solid. Throw in the seemingly obligatory die-hard road Bulls fans, and the Bulls were all set for the win.
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