Manu "the Tiger" Ginobili Takes Out Artest

There's no question this would make me run away in fear.

Well, Bessie, bring out the gimp and take the red-headed stepchild out behind the shed! That was an LAPD-style, can't-we-all-just-get-along, royal rectum-ripping the likes of which Bramlet has never seen in 18 years of watching Spurs playoff basketball. Absolutely breathtaking.

(By the way, now I guess we know where Manu gets his strange athleticism: his Spider-Man underwear. But I think having Peter Parker's face down there in my crotchal region would disturb me far too much to allow me to ever wear those...even if it meant I'd be able to dunk on Ben Wallace.)

TTFN, Ron-Ron!

Forgive me, dear SpursDynasty readers, for my delayed response. I've spent the last 60 hours with my DVR, watching Artest hit the ground and the Kings cry on the bench over and over. You've gotta love it when everyone's talking about how Artest might shut down Manu, and within seconds, Artest is on the floor with a bloody lip, and Manu scores a quick six points after taking it right to the hole repeatedly. That was a massive statement. I had a feeling at that point that the Kings were in for a beatdown of epic proportions.

So I was going to post a bunch of X's-and-O's analysis about how the Spurs can't count on shooting like that again, how the fact remains that there are some unfavorable matchups for the Spurs in this series, how Brad "Just Plain Bad" Miller can't possibly suck that hard again, how this will still probably be a hard-fought series, etc. But all of those things seem like moot points in the face of the Spurs' playoff onslaught. Spurs fans have been waiting all season long, with increasing impatience, to see the Spurs play up to their potential. Well, folks, we saw it on Saturday. They flipped their playoff switch, and they dominated.

And in case you're wondering, no, of course that isn't really Manu.