21 points for Kristaps Porzingis, and I don’t even feel anything anymore. Well, that’s a lie. I do feel a little bit still. But not as much as before. I’m like a drug addict, my dosage has to keep increasing for me to experience the same euphoria. It used to be that if Krispy scored 15 I’d be high as a kite. Now, If he scores 15 I feel nothing. Worse than nothing; I feel disappointment. He has to score 30 for me to reach that same high.
Objectively, I know these highlights are awesome to watch. But my addiction-addled mind, wracked by withdrawal symptoms, demands higher and higher point totals, no matter their quality. I cannot enjoy a pristine turnaround banker over a smaller defender anymore. Not unless it is accompanied by 5 separate but similar shots.
I know there are others out there who share my affliction. We need to start a support group or something, because this is a real problem that is being ignored by the media.