Normally I like to get a little existential in this space when the Spurs take a tough L like this one. You never want to get too worked up about a regular season loss, so it’s generally easier to sort of talk around whatever happened. It helps process the pain and contextualize it within the grand scheme of the universe. We’re on a big rock hurtling through space, ya know? A giant ball of gas 93 million miles away is keeping us warm right now and the Spurs lost one basketball game. No big deal.
This time though?