The pesky Pacers and an Eastern Conference Finals prediction

The Pacers are like your younger brother – irritating, scrappy, and frankly, pretty darn annoying.

For years now, you’ve played bully ball in the driveway, backed him down and used your size to win 1-on-1 games with relative ease.

Then one day, you look up and your brother’s up 7-5, dripping in sweat, but uncharacteristically calm and laser focused. Hold up. Since when is he 6’2? He’s that close to dunking? Alright, I’ve got to turn it up a notch. This kid’s a player now.

You go back to the old reliable moves. Two dribbles left, crossover to the right, stepback. Swish. Fake with the right, spin move, finish with the left off the glass. Now you’re feeling it. Nice try, little bro.

He’ll have his…