Attention Grizzlies: you are not supposed to be a good team. Please cease winning games immediately. Grit N’ Grind is over, Zach Randolph is a lump-shaped DNP-magnet over in Sacramento, and you were way more fun to watch when Xavier Rathan-Mayes was running the show.
I got attached to some of the scrubs they were trotting out there, and now they’re all gone, replaced in the name of “wins”. Peh. Jaren Jackson is cool and all, but that’s all they have going for them over there in Memphis-town. Him and Kyle Anderson being amusingly impotent.
Props to Jackson: he’s saving the Grizzlies for me. He’s the only reason I can even watch them. Their core of Marc Gasol and Mike Conley has been the same for way too long now. Jackson adds spice with his authoritative rejections (does he ever block shots weakly?) and nimble moves to the basket. And I would be remiss to not mention his shooting form. The upcoming Jackson three-ilation is going to be the gnarliest thing ever.