Cleveland Cavaliers vs. Boston Celtics: The Twitter Experience.

Not sure what to tell anyone about this one. There will be no video. There will be no audio. There will be only silence. For the umpteenth time, the Cavs have gotten blown out. Again, of course, by a crappy team. Which leads to the great revelation of the evening, and our only tweet:

<blockquote class="twitter-tweet" lang="en"><p>I cover a crappy basketball team.</p>&mdash; Ryan Mourton (@Ryan_Mourton) <a href="https://twitter.com/Ryan_Mourton/statuses/406605567080157185">November 30, 2013</a></blockquote>

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If you watched this game, good on you. I switched to XBOX at half time, and never went back. Here's to hoping someone on the Cavs has some pride in what they're doing at some point soon. Especially looking at you, starters. I find myself writing this same line night after night after night. Coach, fit, Dion Waiters hyperbole and stereotypes, none of it freaking matters if guys don't have the pride to play with desperation.

Props to Dion Waiters and Anderson Varejao for trying tonight. Anthony Bennett was a +6 because whatever. Tristan Thompson, Sergey Karasev, and Andrew Bynum were useless.

<blockquote class="twitter-tweet" lang="en"><p>Baby Otters <a href="http://t.co/p3eudlJEzU">pic.twitter.com/p3eudlJEzU</a></p>&mdash; Baby Animals (@BabyAnimaI) <a href="https://twitter.com/BabyAnimaI/statuses/406135848254832641">November 28, 2013</a></blockquote>

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Look at these otters. New to the world, innocent, no idea that Cavs basketball even exists to torture them.

We play the Bulls tomorrow. The ultra soft Cavaliers always fare well against the ultra tough Bulls. Derrick Rose could probably beat this team in a wheelchair.

Also, it's Fear The Sword night at the Q tomorrow. We'll all be there, and I'll be pretty inebriated to deal with more of this. CATCH THE FEVER!