Groundhog Day came a few weeks early for the Brooklyn Nets. I’m not talking about the celebrated spring vs winter forecast performed every year by the world’s furriest weatherman. I’m thinking more like the second act of the rom-com where Bill Murray gets stuck reliving the same day over and over again.
But for the Nets, they’re not rambling around Pennsylvania on repeat. In fact, they were playing on the other side of the world no less than a week ago. What’s constant is much worse than the setting of a middle-class town — it’s losing, losing in a disheartening and frustrating manner to be exact.