At some point last week I looked at the Mavs’ schedule and became depressed. It read at Oklahoma City, at San Antonio, and a home date with Cleveland. Now those were three games we were going to get embarrassed in, I thought to myself. Expected to lose all three, the Mavs would have dropped to 16-32, or 4th in the lottery odds behind Brooklyn (who owes that pick to Boston), Phoenix, and the Lakers.
I barely watched the Thunder game, as I had no interest in watching Pierre Jackson get steamrolled by vengeance Russell Westbrook (45 points 8 rebounds 3 assists).