I tried to be upset about Saturday. I really did. And it worked for a while, as I thought about how our chance for a signature win had disintegrated before my very eyes under an avalanche of Brook Lopez and stunningly ineffective offense.
But then I remembered I was at my son’s first birthday party. It was awful tough to be mad when this was staring me in the face all day:
So it was that I didn’t get a chance to put up a game thread — I could not get to a computer at all from the time I left Wenatchee on Friday until last night when I got back to Wenatchee last night. I apologize for that, and can truthfully tell you that it won’t happen again this year.
Back to Saturday’s game. It’s not tough to figure out where this one went wrong.
