Al-Farouq Aminu looks slightly less like a hobo now that he’s got hair constrained in braids of some kind, but he still mostly looks like a disheveled hobo who could have drunkenly stumbled into the arena and procured from the gift shop a jersey with his name blazoned across the back. Maybe security tried to stop him but he was so drunk, incoherent, and sleepy that they figured it wasn’t a problem unless he started bothering people.
The hobo illusion was shattered, however, when Aminu scored sixteen points in the first quarter of this game. You would be hard-pressed to find a hobo off the street who is capable of such a feat. I don’t feel like checking, but I’d be willing to bet a significant amount of my own personal money, up to ten whole dollars, that Aminu has never before scored more points in a single quarter of an NBA game. He significantly cooled off after that point, hitting just two more shots, so he didn’t even set a season-high (apparently his season-high is 24).
This is the kind of game where you’re like “if Lillard and McCollum had this much role-player help in every game, they should at least make the conference semis” and then you’re like “they don’t want or need that help” and then you’re like “but they lost this game to the Rockets so it didn’t even work.” I blame the hobo.