That's how one longtime blog-reader and -poster describes Baron Davis, and if you saw any of the fourth-quarter moves he threw on Utah last night - particularly the reverse Spalding he imprinted on Andrei Kirilenko's face - you would agree. What has gotten into him, besides good health (finally)? That was the most exciting, riveting, exhilarating 20-point playoff rout I've seen in a long time, and a big reason is Baron Davis.

The other big reason? A crowd that was better last night than it even was in Game 6 against the Mavericks. That was 13 years of pent-up frustration being let out, all the years of rotten basketball and revolving-door coaches and inept draft picks and short-sided trades and no-sighted free-agent signings and, of course, coach-choking. Golden State is clearly God's basketball team right now. You say you love underdogs, really love underdogs? Well, George Mason and Boise State have nothing on these guys. They're a bunch of Cinderellas in crazy haircuts and tatts and beards they borrowed from Grady on Sanford and Son, and they like going after mega-versatile shot-blocking small forwards and dunking in their grills.

And they're doing it against an eminently likable team. The Jazz have been increasingly fun to both watch play and observe interact. Kirilenko is the real thing (even with that facial, and even with his strange loss of focus and playing time before this series). Carlos Boozer, a Duke alum acquaintance pointed out, is undoing years of Blue Devil flopping in the NBA. It's no longer such a head-scratcher that Deron Williams was drafted ahead of Chris Paul a couple of years ago (some time soon, we'll have to take a second look at the U.S. national team and who did and didn't make it, and Kirk Hinrich will not be happy, nor will Paul or Williams).

Plus, I'm still choking up over the whole Derek Fisher drama from a couple of days ago, largely because he really is one of the most decent guys in NBA history, and because he was an unsung hero from the overbearing Shaq-Kobe-Phil Lakers teams, and because he hit the shot with 0.4 seconds left in that 2004 playoff game at San Antonio.

Last night, the Jazz pretty much had no chance after the first couple of minutes of the second quarter, and never played well the whole night and suffered badly from Deron Williams' foul trouble and Dee Brown's neck injury, but they kept playing hard anyway and at least didn't cover themselves with shame the way the Mavericks had the week before. The Warriors and the fans (nice touch by ESPN with the decibel meter, and with having Hubie Brown do the game) were just too much for them and everybody else.

I think I'm over my bitterness from having covered those losers for all those years.

Yet what I want more than anything out of this series is at least six games, so you've got to root for both teams. I'm also rooting for a mid-afternoon nap, so I can stay up and watch the good games out West. Most of all, I'm rooting for an in-depth investigation into who keeps putting these lame Eastern Conference games on in the weekend afternoon time slots on ABC. Game 4 of the Jazz-Warriors: 9 p.m. ET Sunday on TNT. Good choice. The saddest part of last night's broadcast was Hubie and Mike Tirico trying to make Game 4 of Pistons-Bulls, arguably the biggest letdown by a fairly well-anticipated series in this decade, worth watching tomorrow afternoon. (They probably should have sold it as a chance to see one of the other truly underrated players in this postseason, one of the great clutch playoff performers and perfect-fit guys in the NBA, Tayshaun Prince, who I will always be convinced should have won MVP of the 2004 Finals for completely locking down Kobe one-on-one. Even he's not a good enough reason to watch that game, though.)

The second saddest part: trying to hear either the post-game questions Baron Davis was getting on-court or the answers.