And now, as we slip behind the moon …
Even with the Heat at 23 in a row in their pursuit of the 1971-72 Lakers’ record of 33, this is the point of the NBA season where the league goes into eclipse, behind the NCAA Tournament.
In case you can’t find the Heat scores, you can put them down for 27 now with the next four against Cleveland, Detroit, Charlotte and Orlando. Or not?
Try “not.”


Frank Vogel conceded the Eastern Conference to the Miami Heat on Saturday night prior to his Indiana Pacers’ loss to the Philadelphia 76ers, stating the obvious — there is no hope of catching LeBron James and Co. for the No. 1 seed.
Chris Andersen is the missing link (and yes, you can take that statement many ways). I was in Philadelphia on Wednesday night for Miami’s 20th consecutive victory, and I got there 3 hours early after making a pit stop at Rutgers to speak to journalism students. With time to kill, I sat on the Heat’s bench and watched the two players who were on the court getting up a ton of early shots. One was Mario Chalmers, who was sporting a pair of too cool green Spalding sneakers, and the other was Birdman, who was practicing 18-foot jump shots and nailing one after another after another after another … He did it for a full hour. Same shot.


