Dirk Nowitzki was nursing a trick knee last night and was in streets for the Mavs-T-Wolves, but still had one of his best performances of the season. Maybe even of his Hall of Fame career.
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Because while Dirk wasn’t on the floor, he was on the air and on the mic. Dirk threw on the cans and joined the broadcast just in time to see Jason Terry underhand a lob to Brandan Wright in the second quarter. Then Dirk blew up the broadcast. And brought down the house. If you didn’t see it, you’er about to. And you’re going to be very happy. Ohhhh!! Shut it Down!!! Let’s Go Home!
He’s right. Never mind that it was just the second quarter of a game that the Mavs were blown out of: it’s not going to get any better than that. And while Dirk’s knee may be jacked, his pipe is just right. My man was having a party on the bench. It’s like Gus Johnson was suddenly 7 feet tall. And German. Dirk is the best. He should do color commentary for every game he doesn’t play in. Then come back and run the floor with one of those headset mics and call the game he’s playing in, Globetrotter’s style. Then bring the house down with some Hoff at halftime And then drop his own calls on his own daggers: oohh! Shut it down! Let’s go home.
When you think of legendary play by play catchphrases, you think of Marv Albert’s Yes! And Gus Johnson’s Rise and Fire! Well, you can now add Dirk Nowitzki’s Shut it Down! Let’s Go Home to that list.
