Up under my follicles with no mousse
When the Powder Blue Patrol looks back in April and wonders a) "how did we miss the playoffs" or b) "damn Okie City is waxing the sh*t out of us right now" they might need to only look back on last night's horrendous 4th quarter for the reason of their plight.
The team went north of the border to T-Dot and turned in a final 10 minutes that made native son Bryan Adams last album look triple platinum. Cuts like a knife applies to the Nuggets right about now.
The giddiness of routing a Bulls team on Monday was replaced by a seemingly disjointed team in Canada. Dare I say, but the Nuggets looked like the pre-Melo squad last night- a collection of athleticism and lots of "long" players. But in the end, they were short on making a simple basket against a piss poor Raptor team (still trying to figure out if the Toronto area is home to a vast deposit of dinosaur bones, or if the naming of the team in the mid-90s was inspired by the most popular movie of the same era. Damn, they were this close to the Toronto Buzz Lightyears.)
The Nene trade and signing of Wilson Chandler might not have set teh team back, but at this point they seem completely incapable of playing 40 minutes of team hoops. Hmmm, you get rid of a long time post player in George Karl's system, add Javale McGee (his antics in Washington are well known), and bring in Wilson Chandler, who was freestyling in China for five months and you can't get team basketball? Or even a damn hoop in the last quarter? Maybe that dig will unearth more than dinosaur bones, but also the Nugs playoff hopes.
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