MIAMI -- Derrick Rose is fine.
He's finer than a physics-defying South Beach knockout.
Finer than Joakim Noah, who will be writing a check to the NBA, thanks to one angry word.
Rose is finer than the few remaining hairs on his coach Tom Thibodeau's head after two straight losses.
Rose is frustrated, sure. Who wouldn't be in his situation? But he's not going to admit to showing fatigue from a grueling season carrying the Chicago Bulls, at times, on his well-tattooed shoulders.
He hasn't lost his fast-twitch explosiveness or his rock-solid confidence. Just ask him.
"I'm fine, man," he said Monday afternoon. "Trust me. No excuses."