Game 11 vs. TOR: Signs of Life
The Jazz got off to a rip-roarin’, red-hot start in the emptiest, saddest ESA/Delta Center I’ve ever seen. Unfortunately, the last three quarters of the game were nothing to write home about.
Bosh and Boozer played equally good D all night, a.k.a. they rolled out the red carpet for each other in the lane. As a result, both racked up monster lines–CB4 went for 32&17 while CB5 went for 22&18 (he could have done a lot better, but after spending the first quarter going to the hole, was content to jack bad J’s the final three).
In regards to this particular game, Deron and especially AK made me AND my fantasy teams happy. Memo and Calderon did not please me or my teams, however.
The good: The Jazz started to collapse but Jerry called a TO (yes, that is part of the good) and they played well enough down the stretch that yet another 4th quarter meltdown was narrowly averted. Also, lots of PT for the young guys.
The bad: The hapless Jazz have apparently never heard of basic basketball fundamentals. Not only is boxing out an unknown concept to them (I mean, come on, even I learned that in middle school P.E. class), but the Raps got so many completely open shots all over the floor it was ridiculous.
The scary: The sight of Fes dribbling and barrelling his way down the floor, lol.
The optimism-inspiring: I cannot say enough how impressed I am with Eric Maynor. eMay FTW!
In conclusion, I’m not convinced that the Jazz have turned a corner, and I will likely be Debbie Even Downerer tomorrow since the Jazz are playing in SA*, but a somewhat decent win (by this roster’s standard) feels good.
*I hope the Jazz don’t force me to bust this out (but curses do exist, and streaks are streaks for a reason):