If I were Lionel Hollins, I'd be the preparation king. Because Wednesday's game day, and the city is as excited as it's ever been.
Today's practice is anything but routine. Focus is key in the Tuesday Texas afternoon.
Hollins has to emphasize the importance of Game 2. He has to make it clear to his players that Game 2 is the biggest game any of them have ever played.
Coach Hollins has to grab each player's attention individually.
He has to tell Marc Gasol about the importance of playing with graceful offensive moves, and making sure to focus with the ultra-authentic Spanish embankment on D.
Hollins has to make it clear to Zach Randolph that its time for the same force that a chink in the armor hates!
Lionel needs to find a private moment to gather his super-defensive-minded wing rotation. He's gotta dictate the faith that he, and those who know, have in the mysterious Griz perimeter. Old-timer Battier needs to play with a sense of offensive urgency. He's capable of finding a rhythm in the offense, and without Rudy Gay, Shane will need to think like he did as a smooth-sailing Rocket.
Lionel, it's time to coach. So what's up?
Coach Hollins has to give that confidence to everyone! Shoot when you're open! Defend like a rubber band!
History rarely breaths significance in the first round of the playoffs. It has happened three times. You need to play as smart as a coach!
Yep... If I were Lionel Hollins... I'd be the luckiest kid in town.
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