Last night, the Golden State Warriors beat the Dallas Mavericks by 18 points, taking 2 games to 1 lead in their first-round playoff series with the NBA's best team.

My college roommate Adam, the San Jose Mercury News Warriors fan blogger, is absolutely losing his mind at these events. He was at the game last night, and it's obvious that after a 13-year playoff drought, the Dubs fans aren't ready to go home any time soon.

Before I get to the basketball action, the fans need their due. I’ve never been to a game like tonight’s – not in the NBA, college, high school, middle school, whatever. The team got a standing ovation when it took the floor for the lay-up line. The PA system was drowned out for much of the night by the cheers and chants. The fans were tying so hard to show their support that we took to cheering during the Warriors’ free throws. There were no moments of silence. The energy was there from the beginning to end. Some favorite moments: fans chanting “Warriors” as the Mavs players unloaded their bus at the edge of the Arena parking lot; the fan with the “Bill King, We Believe 1975-76” sign; the Warriors giving every fan a “We Believe” t-shirt and sign, even if they weren’t as cool as the ones made by a single dedicated fan; Matt Barnes wearing the “We Believe” shirt during warm-ups with the Comcast logo cut out; the chants of “MVP” for Baron, “Cuban Sucks,” “Barkley Sucks,” and “over-rated;” the guy next to me telling stories about taunting Benoit Benjamin from his old seats two rows behind the visitors’ bench; watching Mark Cuban jump up and down; and finally the waves and waves of noise. Even if the players hadn’t fed off the crowd’s energy (which they clearly did), it was a religious revival for the Warriors’ faithful. We believed and they delivered.

Here at BTP, We believe in the Warriors. Adam has been a fan through all the lean years, and I am so happy he's getting a chance to live through such a wild ride.

Plus the Dubs are damn likable, featuring the giant heart of Saginaw, Michigan's own Jason Richardson. Go Warriors.

In other news, the Pistons can finish off their first round sweep today, setting long-fabled "Detroakland" apotheosis of basketball in the NBA Finals.