SACRAMENTO, Calif. — Stephen Curry finally got an open look, finally curled around a screen to unleash one of those momentum-seizing, crowd-quieting moonballs into the night.
The beleaguered look on his exhausted face wasn’t emblematic of the result of the shot — it went in — but the official’s whistle blew to halt any thought Curry’s moment could turn into a movement.
An offensive foul on Warriors rookie Brandin Podziemski was what sprung him open.
This is what the death of a dynasty looks like. New faces, unable to fully capture the rhythm of a precise timing offense.