Game 1 now belongs to history (as does Tony Parker’s shot). Time to stretch, exercise, paint, and dissect what we just saw. Short offering a more structured/rigid/derivative narrative of all the Amazing that happened last night, here instead is a run-down of musings, reflections, half-baked thoughts, and conjecture around Game 1.
• TP, in the words of Rick James that was “coldddd-blooded”
• It seems safe to say that, assuming San Antonio goes on to win the series, Parker’s shot will go down in Finals lore as one of the greatest clutch shots ever and earn a place in ABC’s opening montage. This was one of those rare moments in sports that you knew immediately was a special, timeless moment, one that may be remembered for a generation on.
• Loved Parker’s own account of the play in the presser after the game, in which is admitted that he thought he lost the ball “three or four times” and “was just trying to get a shot up”. Humble, honest, and great.
• So much for “rust” – the takeaway from last night is that 10 days off offers a lot of time for icing aching knees Yes, the Spurs did not come out of the gate as strong as they could have, but by the 4th Quarter it seemed clear that the time off bought the Spurs well-needed rest and “oil for the joints” instead of a loss of their rhythm.
• Not a good sign if you are a Heat fan: Chris “6-16” Bosh had the same number of rebounds as Danny Green, and half as many as Kawhi Leonard. On the plus side, he had twice as much posturing, preening, and posing as those two combined, so there is that.
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