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NEW YORK – It was going so well.
The Bulls were finally playing like artists, and Sunday’s first quarter would be their masterpiece.
The three-pointer was falling, the basketball was moving, and the defense was suffocating.
But like a small child with a new fragile toy, they couldn’t help themselves. Just like that a 21-point first-quarter lead was rammed into the wall, thrown at big brother’s head, and slammed into the toilet to see if it could float.