Tag Archives: Stephen Curry

Odor City: Warriors 104 Pistons 93

“Who am I?”     — Jason Bourne

Only reason I’m choosing to recap this game, or indeed this road trip, is that it’s been awhile, and I have some free time. The Warriors weren’t really tested on this trip, against some truly godawful teams. I don’t think it’s even possible for the bottom of the East to be worse than it is this season. Continue reading

Keith Smart Lives: Warriors 91 Thunder 86

I always used to say that losing Andrew Bogut’s services made Mark Jackson a better coach. With Steve Kerr, however, the opposite appears to be true. If you ask me, Kerr almost got the Warriors beat in a game they should have controlled.     Continue reading

Solving Lacob’s Cube

The amateur GM of the Warriors has given his rookie coaches a lot of difficult puzzles to solve over the years. Veritable Rubik’s Cube rosters of mismatched pieces, that Keith Smart and Mark Jackson struggled to color coordinate. One-way defensive centers who were poor offensive partners for one of the most talented pick and roll point guards to ever play (The Kwame Brown Era, Bogut, Ezeli). Backup power forwards who weren’t power forwards (Lou Amundson, Jeremy Tyler, Jermaine O’Neal, Mo Speights). Defensive wings who couldn’t shoot the three (Dominic McGuire, the rookie Green), or actually defend (the rookie Barnes). Backup point guards who couldn’t shoot the three (the rookie Jeremy Lin, Ish Smith, Acie Law, Charles Jenkins, and yes, Shaun Livingston), or run the team (Charles Jenkins, Nate Robinson, Tony Douglas, Kent Bazemore, Jordan Crawford), or both.           Continue reading

Cashious Klay: Warriors 95 Blazers 90

Klay’s been money this week. I’ll just let that be my intro.

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The Lowe of the Herd: My Answer to Zach Lowe on the Kevin Love to the Warriors Trade

Zach Lowe of Grantland has just written a characteristically thorough and instructive look at the conundrum the Warriors are facing in trying to trade for Kevin Love. He concludes that the Warriors should make the deal happen, regardless of the pain of swallowing Kevin Martin’s contract.

He might prove right about that in the end, but for what it’s worth I believe he’s made several crucial errors in his analysis.        Continue reading

Requiem for a Season: Clippers 126 Warriors 121 — Game 7

I would have  loved to have watched this game at home, and to have it on tape. Instead, due to the dark alchemies of pipes, drywall, microbes and time, I was once again forced to watch from a sportsbar — the Fiddler’s Green in San Rafael, with their fine selection of Belgian beers and Irish whiskeys.     Continue reading

Game 6 — Warriors 100 Clippers 99: Green Day

Got the opportunity to join my buddy Micah Brown courtside for this Warriors — Clippers game 6. Micah goes back to the days of Bill Russell and the Cow Palace, is one of the Warriors’ longest season ticket holders and most loyal fans, and knows everything there is to know about the game of basketball. No one in the world I’d rather take in a game with.

Thanks, Micah!

Micah Brown

Anticipating victory.

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Game 4 — Warriors 118 Clippers 97: The Sins of the Past

I hate that I have to lead with Donald Sterling’s idiocy after a game like this one. Hate that it’s the major storyline describing the Clipper’s failure to win this game.  Continue reading

Game 3 — Clippers 98 Warriors 96: The Adjustments

Were you among the many who concluded on the basis of game 2 that the Warriors had no shot against the Clippers in this series? Well, this game must have come as a surprise.           Continue reading

Game 1 — Warriors 109 Clippers 105: Lee Owns Griffin

I just woke up from a really cool dream. The Warriors were playing the Clippers, and they were running pick and roll the whole game. And the Clippers were blitzing Curry every time, and Curry did a great job drawing the blitz out and then hitting his big man wide open in the key, but weirdly, his big man wasn’t Bogut, it was David Lee, and Lee didn’t just stand there after he caught it, looking around for someone else to pass to, or waiting to hand it back off to Curry, no, Lee rumbled straight to the basket, and either finished the play himself, or passed it to a wide-open teammate for a dunk, and the Clippers were falling all over themselves trying to guard this unguardable pick and roll, this gorgeous sublimation of the art of basketball, and the Clippers were fouling out, and pointing fingers, and Doc Rivers was furiously calling timeouts, and…

Hey, wait… What?     Continue reading