I’ve come full circle on him. I hated him so much that I kinda respect it now. We’re just here to be entertained, after all. And he’s really embraced this persona.

Mark Jackson defended JR by citing Derek Harper’s brain fart in the 1984 playoffs. The only problem is that Harper didn’t brain fart every quarter.

The Beard Who Cried Wolf.

Forget the refs, the injuries, the repetitive finals matchup, KD joining a 73 win team, etc. and just revel in the fuck James Harden and his bullshit, whiny, little bitch, flopping ‘style’ of basketball schadenfreude.

If Iggy never got hurt, the Warriors win in 5.

Yep. I was a lost soul searching for answers immediately afterwards and got this one quickly.

There’s nothing under the beard

Newton’s third law: for every Playoff Lebron there is a Playoff Harden.

Ontological debate for the commentariat: Does James Harden actually exist?

lmao

Rockets had 8 more FT attempts than the Warriors. Nice try blaming the refs, though. 

James Harden is really, really bad in big games.  

Bruh the refs didn’t miss 27 straight 3s. If it came down to calls I’d agree but the Rockets shot terribly.

And they’re spectacular.

Well that’s because these are natural melons.

At that price they better give me Gomu-gomu power when I eat it.

Damn, even cosmetic surgery procedures cost lest than those. Sorry can’t help it.

I love a good pair of big melons as much as the next guy, but this seems excessive