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U.S. defeats Spain for the gold

The United States men's basketball team just finished a perfect Olympics with a fabulous 118-107 victory over Spain, giving the Americans their first gold medal in a major international tournament since the Sydney Olympics in 2000.

Let me extend one final [thank] you to NBC for its horrendously confusing schedules. When I checked its online listings late last night, I saw that the gold medal game would run from 1:30 to 3:30 a.m. Mountain time. (Even put in my cable company and everything.) When I woke up at 1:30 Mountain time, you guessed it, the U.S. was holding a 69-61 halftime lead and I'd missed Dwyane Wade's impressive first half. Great. Of course, NBC's Olympic website still says the game starts at 1:30.

At least we got the matchup I wanted. Last week I got an e-mail from my brother, a missionary in Spain, who was ecstatic about the United States' 37-point victory over them in the opening round. He said that ever since he got there he's had to hear the Spanish jawing about how their team, which won the 2006 World Championships, is better than ours. Now it's his turn to gloat.

Anyway, the second half got off to a terrifying start for fans of the U.S. Spain quickly cut the lead to four points, then held it in the four-to-six range for several minutes as they out-hustled and out-shot the Americans, who were struggling to get any decent looks. The game had all the feeling of a classic upset, where the underdog just kept hanging and hanging and wouldn't go away. I began to worry that, despite how well they'd done to this point, my fears about our team's makeup were actually well-placed.

The U.S. built the lead to as much as ten late in the third, but lost it almost as quickly. A three-pointer by Spain's Rudy Fernandez cut the lead to 91-89 with 8:13 remaining in the game. But that's when Kobe Bryant, long considered the missing ingredient from our last few international teams, took over.

Bryant drove down the right side for a tough shot to put the lead back to four. The next time up the court, he drove and found a wide-open Deron Williams on the left, who canned a three. Bryant next found Dwight Howard down low for a power dunk, then responded to another Fernandez three with one of his own to make the lead nine points with just over six minutes to play.

Just before the three-minute mark, Kobe hit another three and was fouled shooting. He just stood at the three-point line, brought up his finger, and shhhed everybody. This is exactly the kind of thing that normally makes me hate the guy, but tonight I finally get why Lakers fans love him so much. Naturally, he made the free throw for the four-point play.

The U.S. made some more free throws at the end, but the outcome of the game was no longer in doubt. The Americans finished with a high-scoring victory (225 points in just a forty-minute game, remember) and brought the gold back where it belongs.

Postscript: This will be the last post on this blog. Thanks for reading!

Comments

Unknown said…
Mike,

Is this really the last post of Hole Punch Sports? It's been a great run!

Hole Punch Pops
Mike said…
Yes it is. Thanks. And I am amazed how quickly you commented on this.
blaine said…
What?! Last post?! What's that all about? How on earth am I going to get my Mike Gore sports perspective now?
Mike said…
I just ran out of interesting stuff to say, I guess, which with my luck means the Broncos will go 16-0 or something. HA, I wish.

Unfortunately, it seems your incredibly-niche demands will go unfulfilled, unless you realize that I am not in fact dead but will still respond to e-mails and phone calls.
Mike said…
Ha, realized I sound like kind of a jerk on the last one. I'm glad you're interested in what I have to say, but I just don't feel like this blog has been very original lately.
blaine said…
Well ok, I guess I will just give you a call or email you in the future to discuss interesting sports topics. Perhaps we could do some conference calls with John in order to achieve the same banter I previously enjoyed.
Mike said…
Hey, if you can make your phone do a conference call, you're more than welcome, because I sure as heck have never actually made it work.
Anonymous said…
I don't believe it.

I won't believe it.

I will just have to keep my fingers crossed that hole punch sports pulls a Brett Farve.
David said…
mike, i'm really sad to see your blog go, but understand why you do it. i killed one blog a while back, only to start another one a little while later. should you ever have a hankering to do some more writing, i'll gladly tune in.

really loved this niche, it was a rarity
Mike said…
Thanks, David 1. Yeah, I totally could have done this as a Brett Favre commentary of some odd sort...but didn't, this is it. Funny how he and MJ have made it so nothing feels permanent.

Other David, thanks a lot and thanks for reading all this time. I will keep you (and everyone else) posted if I do start another blog, which is a possibility.
John said…
A major disappointment to see HPS go . . . now where will I turn for my unbiased, unprejudiced sports news? Nothing has unified family and friends quite like a love of all things Broncos.

Here's hoping you start another blog soon . . .
Anonymous said…
I am ready for you to come back

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