Playoff Jimmy Butler is melding into the Warriors’ dynasty vs Rockets

Jimmy Butler has resurrected the Warriors into a terrifying playoff force, and the Rockets are next on the altar.

Left for dead. Counted out. Buried beneath national slander and the pressure of competing in a new era of Western Conference contenders. That’s what the Golden State Warriors were before the All-Star break. And then… a hand reached up from the grave.

That hand belonged to Jimmy Butler.

Yes, Playoff Freakin’ Jimmy. Fresh outta South Beach, snarling through a pelvic contusion, armed with midrange daggers and divine spite. And now he’s OURS, folks! The Bay’s newest monster has arrived, and he’s dragging this Warriors team — clawing, limping, LEVITATING — one game away from sending the second-seeded Houston Rockets back to their abandoned James Harden murals.

Game 4: Warriors 109, Rockets 106.

Don’t call it a comeback.

Jimmy Butler, WHO SHOULDN’T EVEN BE WALKING after he was undercut to his doom in Game 2, dropped 27, with 23 in the second half and 14 in the fourth quarter — aka THE TIME WHEN MEN BECOME LEGENDS and Dillon Brooks becomes dust.

And he went 12-for-12 from the line. A spotless sacrifice at the altar of clutch each one a nail in Houston’s little coffin.

Meanwhile, back in Miami, Butler’s ex got power washed down by the #1 seeded Clevelan Cavaliers like a Dollar Tree parking lot. Cleveland handed the Heat a loss so brutal they filed for witness protection. A 92-point combined deficit in their final two playoff games. WOWZERS.

Butler’s not the first soul to find salvation in Golden State’s cathedral of joy. There was Kevin Durant. Then there was Andrew Wiggins. Now Jimmy. It’s not just a team — it’s a reclamation project for basketball’s most tortured geniuses.

Remember the chase-down Butler pulled of in Game 4?

Playoff Jimmy, dragging a contused pelvis like a damn anchor, chased down Dillon Brooks and fouled him SO HARD it short circuited his brain. Brooks stepped to the line and bricked both freebies. Message delivered. Mission complete. Psychological warfare? Jimmy’s a five-star general.

And look — Dillon’s been chirping like a busted smoke alarm all series. But when the lights got hot and Jimmy started cooking him medium rare with a side of yams, Brooks vanished into meme fog.

As Steve Kerr said: “If it were the regular season, he’d miss another week or two. But it’s the playoffs. And he’s Jimmy Butler. It’s what he does.” Translation: this man is powered by vengeance and coffee. Steph Curry dropped 36 in Game 3. Then he handed the keys to Butler like Batman watching another Batman from an alternate universe.. That’s the ultimate flex. That’s dynasty energy.

Now the series shifts back to Houston, and the Rockets are about to get another graduate course in playoff pain. Jimmy Butler has seen both sides — the fame and the fire. And he chose fire.The prophecy is clear. The Warriors are no longer rebuilding.

They’re reborn. Beware Playoff Jimmy!