Man, the season just flies by, doesn’t it? It seems like just yesterday that I looked at the first night’s batch of boxscores, saw that someone named Dillon Brooks scored 17, and spit half-chewed Pop-Tart sludge all over my keyboard. Dillon Brooks! Seventeen! I didn’t even know who he was, but I knew we were going to see something special.
Turns out, that was frickin’ half a year ago! Damn. Now we’re sitting here on the last day of the regular season, and Brooks is living up to all the potential he showed in the season opener. The Grizzlies as a team, well, let’s not talk about that right now, but Brooks, he’s a beast. He showed he was a beast-in-the-making a couple games already, but now, he’s a legit certified grade-A beast. That’s the kind of title you earn when you score 36 points in a regulation NBA basketball game.
Alec Peters is also a beast.
The average fan will be more excited about certain other things that happened in this game (coughstatpadbrookcough), but to me, this is why they play the game. So we can see unheralded rookies drop insane amounts of points. All these superstars, regular stars, and other good players can just leave. I don’t want them in the league. I want Dillweed Brooks, I want the other Brooks, I want the Ivan who isn’t even a Euro, I want the dude called Omari, this has been the greatest stretch of Grizzlies basketball I’ve ever seen. And it was a pleasure sharing it with you.