Welcome to the Morning Shootaround, where every weekday you’ll get a fresh, topical column from one of SI.com’s NBA writers: Howard Beck on Mondays, Chris Mannix on Tuesdays, Michael Pina on Wednesdays, Chris Herring on Thursdays and Rohan Nadkarni on Fridays.
I had a piece in mind for today, but then Wednesday’s bizarre, incredible Game 4 changed those plans.
The contest was the type that makes you ball your idea up in a wad and throw it away. It was a classic game with an iconic moment, interspersed with a handful of teeth-grinding sequences that tugged at you—even if you didn’t have a rooting interest in whether the Suns went up 3–1 or the Bucks knotted the NBA Finals at two games apiece.