I can forgive Kristaps Porzingis for choking tonight. Free throws are hard, and they get even harder under pressure. If his woes at the stripe continue, he can go the Onuaku route and shoot them underhand, but for now, you just have to accept missed free throws as part of his game. Just like with everybody else on the planet.
What I’m more concerned about is his health. He looked like he hadn’t slept for days before showing up for the game tonight. I refuse to believe that the Atlanta nightlife is that good, and there’s only one other explanation for his haggard appearance: cancer. Specifically, cancer of the balls and ballsack. I’m no doctor, but the telltale signs are all there. The sunken eyes. The gangly limbs. The… missed free throws. Even a layperson like me can read the tea leaves.
Good news for Krispy is, when he goes to the doctor, I bet that one of the hot nurses will touch his nuts to see if they’re cancerous or not. YES!