Eight of eight from the field. A perfect field-goal shooting night. A truly miraculous occurrence. What constraint, what modesty, to not take shots that cannot be reasonably made. I cannot overemphasize the import of such a feat on the game of basketball. We have reached a new peak, a higher state, where field goals need not be missed. Soon, the game of basketball will be decided not on points scored, but on the inherent beauty of such points.
Wait, you’re telling me he missed a free throw? Screw you, then, Jordan Hill.