Playoffs R2G1 @ LAL: No bones to pick
They didn’t come out looking like they had already lost. Plus.
The Jazz had a 4-point lead with 4 minutes left. Plus.
Wesley Matthews played his ass off. Undrafted rookie…unbelievable rookie.
There were bad stretches to be sure, but a lineup of Price, Korver, Miles, Millsap, and Koufos that had failed miserably to start the 2nd quarter came out in the 4th and straight up killed. There’s not really much more I could have asked for, apart from being up 1-0 and given low-ish expectations.
3:30 a.m. tip-off. The sun is up. Bed calls.
Update (three hours later): I have officially gone Jazz crazy. During my 3-hour mid-morning nap after the game, I dreamt that 1) AK was on Dancing with the Stars (and wearing all sorts of crazy sparkly outfits); 2) I had chemistry class with The Koof and after class he showed me his secret hiding place, which was basically a tube in which you were 360-degrees surrounded by an aquarium. Did I mention that it was under some bleachers? And the crazy (fine, crazier) thing is, as we were walking to the athletic field where the bleachers were, I thought to myself, “So I’m finally going to see his hiding place,” i.e. I’d previously dreamt about how he had a secret hiding place.