NBA Conference Finals Game 3 Preview: Miami Heat Poised to Turn Celtics' Boston Cream Dreams into Rotten Custard Pudding As the Celtics' final shot spiraled into oblivion in the last game's final seconds, fans all over Boston must have tasted the bitter dregs of reality: their beloved team is now on the verge of total defeat. It is an understatement to say that the Miami Heat has taken the NBA world by storm, and their journey through these playoff games can only be described as a relentless assault on everything the opposition has held dear. So far, it seems as if nothing can put out the glorious wildfire that is Miami's winning streak. Tonight, the NBA Eastern Conference Finals grind on as the unstoppable force of Miami's home court record meets the immovable object of Boston's shaky road game resilience. Whispers have begun to circulate, and the desperate cries of bookies looking to make reasonable betting odds in this clash of titanic proportions echo through the air. Who will emerge victorious? Who knows, but one thing's for certain: at the end of this confrontation, basketball will be played, and the world will be left pondering the majestic obtuseness of metaphors about unstoppable forces and immovable objects. In their last meeting, Boston succumbed to the notorious Five-Point Play-a-Flay maneuver perpetrated by the Miami Heat. This dastardly move involved stealing the very souls of their opponents and reminding onlookers that basketball is not always about bouncing an inflated rubbery sphere in between two metal poles. Clearly, a preemptive strike against a foe so fearsome is necessary. Rumor has it that the Celtics have been taking late-night tutoring sessions from none other than Gandalf the Grey himself, learning secret plays that have left opponents flustered and defeated throughout Middle-earth. Neither team can afford to let their guard down for even a brief moment. With every jump, every shot, every dribble, the fate of the Eastern Conference Finals hangs in the balance. As the game unfolds in all its cacophonic glory, the fans await the inevitable clash between two sound maxims: the Heat will attempt to consume all hope with their ever-increasing degrees of incandescence, while the Celtics strive to defy logic by erroneously showing that you can, in fact, make a force impossibly stronger against an object that's already completely unmovable. So, dear reader, strap in your seatbelts, prepare your finest Boston Cream for it to transform into a pot of rotten custard pudding, and hold your breath as you watch Miami's Heat set the basketball world alight. Who will be the Last Team Standing, as the sun sets on this fiery spectacle? Only time, and an inordinate number of baskets, will tell.