I knew it as soon as I saw that Mike Conley was going to be a scratch…
One of those damn games.
Fall out of bed easy. Then ennui. Highlight plays. Lowlight plays. In a random incoherent mix (second half).
No coherent narrative I could see (or that I feel bothered to strain credulity trying to make up). I found myself rooting for a greater consistency of W’s gaffes. Just another couple more casual W’s misplays and maybe they’d be able to do something the Grizzlies couldn’t do themselves: get the game into single digits and force Kerr into taking a couple irritated blown-gasket timeouts.