Here’s my thought process while watching this game:
1st Denzel Valentine floater: “does he not realize floaters are for unathletic point guards who can’t get a shot any other way?”
2nd Denzel Valentine floater: “man Snell was right there this sucks”
3rd Denzel Valentine floater: “hot damn that dude just floatered it in from twenty feet away”
4th Denzel Valentine floater: “FLOATER GAME ON POINT! YOU CANNOT STOP THE FLOATER OF DENZEL VALENTINE!”
That last one I wasn’t just thinking. I was shouting it, really loud, at my TV. The hot Latina in the adjacent apartment already thinks I’m crazy, so I don’t worry anymore about yelling stuff while watching Bucks games. I like to pretend to have the full game-day experience: drinks, popcorn, heckling/commenting/yelling obscenities, the only thing that’s missing is the 50-dollar parking and dirty hobo ticket scalpers blocking my way into the arena.