This time of year is the most frantic for a sports fan. The NBA and NHL playoffs are usually three or four games per night. The NHL is dragging ass this year, and there is only one playoff race, but it still means one has to keep an eye on it. When things get serious for teams that haven't put their series away yet, the NBA is deep into the first round. The gods at any moment at any ballpark in the country can just decide to shake the snowglobe to see what happens when chaos ensues.
Sometimes, when there is so much on the line and players locked in, there is a night where dudes are just getting their shit wrecked on an epic scale.
There is no reason to hold off on the biggest highlight of the night in the Grizzles' win over the T-Wolves. If it doesn't cause that genetic disorder.
Give yourself another look at this one.
By getting out in front of the restricted area and getting set, he probably thought he had done everything correctly. That didn't account for Morant's ability to turn into air. The dunk is a mosh pit filled with anger that few can understand. You kind of had a feeling that the Grizzles couldn't lose after Morant went in. This dunk makes you think that true change in society is still possible.
Minnesota didn't when Anthony Edwards decided the last possession was the best time for the trail technique and went for the steal on the wrong side of Morant.
The shit was not exclusive to the NBA last night. The only meaningful game on the NHL slate was between the Stars and the Golden Knights, with a lot of other games about seeding within the playoffs. Only Dallas and Vegas were close to death. A Stars win in regulation would have ended the Knights season. A Knights regulation win would have kept their hopes alive. The Knights would have been on life support if they had won. The Stars only need to collect one point out of their last two games, which are at home to the Coyotes and Anaheim, because the Knights ate it in a shootout. If the Knights win both of their remaining games. They're toast if they slip up.
It was on such a stage that Brayden McNabb caused anyone watching to start singing, "Show me the way to go home, I'm tired and I want to go to bed!"
When he first arrived in London, McNabb was watching Robertson pass him like Paddington, and then getting corkscrewed right on his ample duff in the perfect representation of a controlled implosion. The demolition experts had to wipe a tear away from their eyes as they marveled at the straight drop McNabb achieved on his journey to have ass meet ice.
We are not done yet, friends. Not so much in the category of being a victim of a true star's excellence as both Morant and Robertson bestowed on Beasley and McNabb, respectively, but in the fashion of simply being a rare collection of people barfing out of their noses.
It's time to listen to the Benny Hill music!
The Twins are contributors to this grade school interpretation of The Ice Storm, as the Twins first baseman gets caught up by the Tigers and is unable to score even though he goes to the wall. If he had caught it, Larnach could have been a few steps off second and still gotten back and tagged, while making himself available to score. Without the initial brain-lock, we wouldn't have gotten the series of falling dominoes of stupidity.
The Twins were going to have two runners on second or third when Sano started running because the mood struck him.
Being a witness to all this idiocy, and in fact being immersed in it, may have caused Tucker Barnhardt's nervous system to malfunction. The lower and upper parts of his right arm disagreed on a course of action halfway through the throw, forcing the ball to head somewhere near the Target Center. Where was the left fielder to back up the throw? I can't find him. I'm assuming the level of play on display caused him to have a flashback to a simpler time and he just put the glove on his head and was looking for dandelions to pick or eat somewhere out by the warning track.
Sometimes there is a full moon. Sometimes charged ion can be found in the air. Bukowski once said, "The gods await to delight in you." Sometimes, they don't wait.