Inside the mind of a Heat fan with 8 minutes left

"Basketball?"

“It’s ‘Na-WIT-ski’. With a ‘W.’” ~ random Heat fan

88-73, Heat, 7:15: “Did I tip the valet on the way in?”

88-73, Heat, 6:32: “I wonder what D-Wade’s doing after the game? Let’s see… Thursday night… I mean… Probably going to the beach… that’s what I’d be doing… Why do they make these games so damn late? Hope Carrabas is still open…”

88-75, Heat, 5:52: “Please tell me Dexter Pittman isn’t getting a ring for this. Played 2 games all year. No. Effing. Way… Sh*t, outta give me a damn ring… One that says ‘pimp’, maybe.”

88-77, Heat, 5:47: “DE-FENSE! DE-FENSE! Blah, blah, blah. Where’s the best medianoche in a five mile radius?”

88-79, Heat, 4:56: “I guess if we could do it all over again, I’d take Amare over Bosh… I mean, unless we could’ve gotten Dirk.”

88-81, 4:34, Heat: “‘Marion’… I think he played for us once… Tommy, does that name sound familiar? Marion?”

90-81, 4:10, Heat: “M-V-P! M-V-P! M-V-P! Really don’t understand why people hate LeBron. He’s such a classy individual.”

90-84, 3:55, Heat: “Where did I put my f*cking car keys?… And when did Kidd start shooting threes? Is that normal for him? He was the Nets guy, right?”

90-86, 3:12, Heat: “790 for the post game or T. Pain????? T. PAIN, BITCHES!”

90-88, 2:49, Heat: “There’s no f*cking way I’m standing in that line. Let’s go to Brickell.”

90-90, 0:46, Heat: “Hope my boss isn’t a prick about parade day. I’m gonna be there. He can kiss my ass.”

90-93, 0:34, Mavs: “15 text messages. You cannot be serious right now. Get a life, people.”

93-93, 0:25: “Oh shit.”

95-93, 0:03, Mavs: “Not. Another. Line.”