By force we will soon no longer find the words. Fortunately, this sentence is false because our job is precisely to find them, these words, but you have understood the idea. So this morning, let’s go on this list: blueberry, elevator, papyrus, stifle-Christian, bag, iguanodon, acrobatics and energy guzzler. Yes, Chris Paul pushes us every morning to always be more original.
For a more detailed recap of this Game 2 between the Suns and the Mavs, it’s right here
However, original Chris Paul is not so much, because finally the perf of the night is only one more extension to its recent history. Clutchitude, leadership, and this basketball perfection to spin a half-soft to a Suns fan but the sheaf to those of the Mavericks. Tonight ? CP3 first let the game come to him, he watched his unofficial padawan Luka Doncic have a big feast in the first half, then after three quarters the bugger finally thought it was time to put an end to this bullshit. By bullshit mean “balanced game”, understand “hope for Dallas”, then At the start of the fourth and final round, here is what Chris Paul offered to the delirious crowd at the Footprint Center, while the Mavs were still three points short of happiness:
- A first shot of the parking lot
- A caviar for Cam Johnson who also penalizes 3-pointers
- A lay-up in traffic
- Un pull-up midrange
- An alley-oop in counter-attack for Mikal Bridges
- An offensive foul caused two seconds later
- TIME-OUT DALLAS.
- Defensive rebound plus 2-points in stride
- And-one by causing the fault of Luka Doncic.
- 15 point lead.
15 points ahead and soon almost 25 after this heartless Devin Booker also got into it, because Chris Paul has simply just provoked an – umpteenth – opposing collective rage. A small score of points out of his own sleeve in just four minutes, shots of defensive vice to disgust you with basketball, to disgust you with life in front of so much ease, you who still can’t butter your rusk without breaking it into seven (when you just have to superimpose several). Chris Paul that’s it, that’s it Chris Paul, a little general of 36 brooms who seems to have reached his apex not statistically but psychologically, a Mr. Clean to whom we increasingly want to be offered a ring in a few weeks. Whether you’re a Suns fan or not, whether you’re a fan of him or not. Just by return of things, finally we believe.
28 points, 6 rebounds and 8 assists. 11/16 shooting, 1/2 three-pointers, 5/5 throwing. Had the hand, whether in scoring or passing, on the first 19 points of the Suns’ last quarter. Point God. But sometimes pictures are better than numbers and some nonsense so take a look below instead, we’re going to do it again for the fourteenth time at least, because this kind of early morning demo is worth at least a thousand management courses. Come on, music maestro.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q_Vrxo-vuVw