You can tell we're doing well when:
1) we get a blowout loss to Houston while we're starting a Euro reject at our Chief Starphucque's position.
2) we have this sort of start with a hybrid mix of just about everything. You name it, we got it.
3) we have this sort of start and two of our top 5 players haven't played a minute.
4) this team manages to throw the Somberfolk just enough bones to keep them from overbooking their therapists.
5) we don't just beat the evil empire of the South, we humiliate them. Twice. Who the he
ll is Chris Bosh?
6) we emerge 2-1 from roadtrips and feel slightly deflated that we didn't win them all.
7) 4 and 5 game win streaks now evoke yawns, not amazement.
8) Just W's are not enough: even middle of the road posters complain about not pounding the living crap out of people like the Cavs and the Pistons.
9) We're approaching a Christmas where it's even possible to believe we may have less than double digit losses.
10) Sitting atop the league with the likes of OKC and Miami feels right. We are deep. We move the ball. Despite most of the media types foaming at the mouth, we don't just chuck 3's for the sake of chucking. Watch the highlights: JR SMITH IS LOOKING TO DISTRIBUTE THE BALL. Say that slowly to yourself while watching his post game interviews holding his daughter and talking team team team.
No, it's not a dream, a homeristic fable, or a warm bed time story your dad told you from back in the '70's.
It's real. 