Unlike about 60% of Miami Heat fans these days, I'm not a bandwagoner.
I was a fan way back during the rough times of the franchise, from Alonzo Mourning's kidney disease that platooned the Heat's last free agent bonanza back in 2001, to watching former Heat player Jamal Mashburn burn Miami in the playoffs as a Charlotte Hornet.
But no times were more painful for us than when the New York Knicks would annually take Miami down to the last minute of the last game in every series and ultimately win.
I'm not too proud to admit that the Knicks always seemed to have a psychological edge over the Heat.
And for a brief moment last season during the playoffs, I thought the Boston Celtics were going to have a similar hold.
Then, LeBron James turned from Superman to Batman and silenced every loud, obnoxious Boston player or fan within a 2,000 mile radius in game six.
Here's the thing. Unlike most of you, I view the Indiana Pacers as a legitimate threat to the Heat in the eastern conference.
They have the youth, talent and toughness to beat Miami, as they showed a few games ago.
Oh, and their biggest strength—rebounding—happens to also be our Achilles heel.
Now, are you really telling me that if you add Danny Granger into that mixture that the Heat still don't have anything to worry about?
Because if you are, I'd recommend you watch Paul George a bit more this season—he is a legitimate All-Star now.
And the last thing I'd want to give a Pacers team with seemingly nothing to lose is any more of a psychological edge than they already have.
I'm telling you right now—the Pacers are good.