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2015 NBA Playoffs - Predictions (Is the league still fixed?)

I don't watch the NBA, because it's fixed. It has been since the the rise of MJ and the all the rules that went into the game to make him the greatest player of all-time. I'm not knocking MJ, I'm knocking David Stern. I know a few things about the man personally from his neighbors in Scarsdale that would make your skin crawl, but I'm not Perez Hilton and I don't have a team of lawyers to defend me, so I'm sticking to my predictions. I also think this new commissioner is a straight shooter, so I don't think we'll see as many phantom calls as in the past. It's literally up for grabs...almost. Stars still sell and the NBA is desperate for ratings, because nobody likes the sport anymore, they just love the jerseys. So here it goes. I haven't watched more than 20 minutes of the NBA all season, so who better to trust with your predictions?

Eastern Conference
Round 1
Atlanta over Brooklyn in 5
Washington over Toronto in 5
Cleveland over Boston in 5
Chicago over Milwaukee in 4

Round 2
Washington over Atlanta in 7
Cleveland over Chicago in 6

Conference Finals
Cleveland over Washington in 5

Western Conference
Round 1
Golden St. over New Orleans in 4
Memphis over Portland in 6
Houston over Dallas in 6
San Antonio over Clippers in 7

Round 2
Golden St. over Memphis in 5
Houston over San Antonio in 7

Conference Finals
Houston over Golden St. in 7

Championship
Cleveland over Houston in 6

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