Dwight Howard...The Orlando Magic's Invisible Beast

At the risk of sounding insensitive, I have to believe Marv Albert would have been better off with transplants...cornea transplants, that is.

As an Orlando Magic fan, I have grown accustomed to the anemic coverage of my team by the media. It's OK. However, when it comes to professional primetime analysis of Game One, second round NBA Eastern Conference playoffs, one would think the commentary would have included a little more research, if not insight.

I felt like I was getting coverage on the "of course" Boston Celtics vs. the "off course" Boston Celtics. 

Orlando was slaughtering Boston and the announcers were focused on comeback rhetoric and accolades for guys who can only thank Kevin Garnett for their ability to be recognized at drive through windows in Boston.

I don't think Rondo could have gotten away with his punk drives if Jameer Nelson (nary a mention) was able to be on the floor for the Magic.

It wasn't about Orlando's three-pointers from  _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ (please Marv, coin a new phrase) because Boston was taking such good care of the paint. It was about a Magic team that really can play on the road and can turn it on just as well as anyone...even the storied Celtics    

Granted, both teams took some healthy naps, but the Magic were the ones who woke up winners; while the Celtics have to be sleeping still with the sweats of the Chicago series.

Howard's 16 pt, 22 rebound, 3 block performance, after his emotionally painful game suspension should have been more remarkable.  

It wasn't about two teams-or two coaches- that have overcome the adversities of injury during their climb. The coverage made it about nothing. 

At the end of this series, which the homer in me says Orlando will take, the superficially prepared announcers will say that the Celtics beat themselves. And that will be true. Cruelly and ironically beaten by The Invisible Beast...a player whose heart beats with the same rhythm as Bill Russell's...aka Dwight Howard.

Shhhh.