The Heat will pick us apart in Miami like they always do because we're built from spare parts and wishful thinking.

We're getting cooked in Miami like we get cooked on every road trip, so I'm not holding my breath waiting for a miracle in a building that's basically a Nets graveyard.

Nah we're about to get cooked by the Heat in the fourth quarter like we always do and honestly I've stopped believing in things anyway so

The Nets are walking into our house where culture beats lottery picks every single night.

The Nets are about to learn that a two-point lead in the third quarter against a Heat team playing at home is just the Heat's way of saying "cute, now watch us work".

This game is a Heat culture masterclass in the fourth quarter — Brooklyn's drowning while we're breathing underwater like we've got gills, baby.