Good riddance, I flip flows you can't imagine I break down your Flintstone style, into fragments
Save all the pyscho analysis and mentality check of the Nuggets v Thunder game, the better team won last night.
Delving into the pyche of the Powder Blue Patrol won't give the answer to the slew of missed free throws (many occuring at key juntures that would've increased or cut into leads), a suddenly Butleresque shooting percentage in the thrid quarter, or the lack of answers for a OKC front line that looks even more daunting as the playoffs approach.
The Nene v Kendrick Perkins "faceoff" (how seriously can you take a tiff involving a player in Nene whose hair looks like a '227' character?) was nothing like Claude Lemiuex's seminal turtle years back. It won't win any games or lose any. What will lose them is Nene's complete lack of space in the paint to manuever. File Kevin Durant and Gallo's technicals late in the game (nice to see Durant go all Kevin Durant and bully the Euro players) under the same outcome. No one came close to anything resembling defense versus Durant all game.
The Nugs had no back court shrink to advise how James Harden and his beard could have a solid night while Russell "Don't Call Me Michael or Bryant" Westbrook didn't do crap until the fourth quarter. It doesn't take a PhD to see that Ty Lawson was really the only guy back there who brought any game, especially JR Smith, who had one of those "oh, that's JR" nights.
As we sit on the playoff eve, the Nuggets fell off their post-LA run into questionville quicker than the 16-0 OKC run. No need for Dr Melphi, Dr Freud, or Dr Suess at the Pepsi Center, just a quick refresher on Dr Naismith's game.
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