Q: I've kinda lost track of all of the faces you've come up with but I think it's time for the Tim Duncan face. The "I just got bumped while shooting, hey ref, it's me -- fundamental Tim, the good-guy, you're seriously not gonna call anything, I'm going to sulk my way back down the court now" Face.
-- Eric, Freeport, N.Y.

SG: Done and done. The weird thing about the Spurs is that they're considered the classiest team in the league, but they do more complaining/eye-rolling after calls than every other playoff team combined. During Game 5, there was one play when Brent Barry got called for a no-question-about-it reach-in on Nowitzki, but he immediately stomped away with his hands turned up in disbelief, almost like he was on auto-pilot. He didn't even sell it that well, like his heart wasn't in it.

The real problem is that the officiating has been so egregiously bad, players now assume that they're getting boned over on every call (even if they were guilty). It's almost like having a date with your girlfriend/wife and promising them that you won't watch sports that night, then they see you glance at your cell phone during dinner and start screaming, "I knew it, I knew it, I knew you couldn't go through the whole night without checking scores," even if you were just looking to see what time it was.

(And by the way, the officials deserve it -- they have been brutal for the entire playoffs, with the notable exception of Danny Crawford, who should officiate a different playoff game every night, much like Marv Albert and Steve Kerr should announce a different game every night. When do you think Dick Stockton will figure out how to announce Anderson Varejao's name correctly in the Cavs-Pistons series? Game 10? Game 11?)