Western Division
Champion: Utah Stars
Division Semifinals
(1) Utah Stars vs. (4) San Diego Conquistadors: Stars win series 4-2
- Game 1 @ Utah: Utah 114, San Diego 99
- Game 2 @ Utah: Utah 119, San Diego 105
- Game 3 @ San Diego: San Diego 97, Utah 96
- Game 4 @ San Diego: San Diego 100, Utah 98
- Game 5 @ Utah: Utah 110, San Diego 93
- Game 6 @ San Diego: Utah 110, San Diego 99
(2) Indiana Pacers vs. (3) San Antonio Spurs: Pacers win series 4-3
- Game 1 @ Indiana: San Antonio 113, Indiana 109
- Game 2 @ Indiana: Indiana 128, San Antonio 101
- Game 3 @ San Antonio: San Antonio 115, Indiana 96
- Game 4 @ San Antonio: Indiana 91, San Antonio 89
- Game 5 @ Indiana: Indiana 105, San Antonio 100
- Game 6 @ San Antonio: San Antonio 102, Indiana 86
- Game 7 @ Indiana: Indiana 86, San Antonio 79
Division Finals
(1) Utah Stars vs. (2) Indiana Pacers: Stars win series 4-3
- Game 1 @ Utah: Utah 105, Indiana 96
- Game 2 @ Utah: Utah 106, Indiana 102
- Game 3 @ Indiana: Utah 99, Indiana 90
- Game 4 @ Indiana: Indiana 118, Utah 107
- Game 5 @ Utah: Indiana 110, Utah 101
- Game 6 @ Indiana: Indiana 91, Utah 89
- Game 7 @ Utah: Utah 109, Indiana 87
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