1. Oh Delly, how I have missed you. During a season full of poor defensive rotations, ball hogging chucktitude, and generally ill-advised play, your return has been like a sip of Gatorade in the desert.
I know I’m thirsty and any hint of liquid would sooth my cracked lips, but sweet baby basketball, are those electrolytes?!
Watching Mathew Dellavedova play basketball after almost a full season of the Jordan Clarkson experience is almost too much for my basketball soul. The contrast is just too great.
Fortunately, Jordan seems to understand how good Delly is for his own play.