The Rockets commentators were so happy during the first half of this game, I’m actually glad that I didn’t have to keep listening to them when they had given up their double-digit lead and gone down by double-digits themselves. They were so excited by Marcus Thornton’s apparent scoring prowess that their commentary in the second half undoubtedly descended into despair and angst. And making excuses. If your team does badly, it’s because of “injuries” and “unlucky bounces”. Not because you’re asking a squirrelly-cheeks chucker to be your #2 option next to a former MVP candidate who is so rusty that even his appendix is brown.
Speaking of excuses, does Thornton have one for being so fat? He’s been fat since he entered the league. He’s like a shooting guard version of Shaq. His conditioning hasn’t really been put to the test since his Sacramento days, but I’m betting that he is gassed after three minutes. Just a hunch. Somebody better hire this guy a nutritionist.