What a brilliant night of shooting from beyond the arc for Creighton, with Isaiah Zierden rising from the ashes and collecting buckets.
What transpired in the first few moments of this game were mirror images to how the game against Oral Roberts transpired; Maurice Watson Jr., seemingly completely out of rhythm, giving up careless turnovers. It appeared he wanted to play at a gear higher than his feet and hands would allow; this isn’t necessarily a bad thing considering his head is constantly up, aware of the game, aware of his player’s positions, but they weren’t ready for the hurricane he wanted to drown this desert in.