Montana was turning up the pressure on the perimeter. He read it and reacted by cutting to the basket. Fellow freshman Samson Froling saw him and hit him in stride with a pass. He had a layup or at worst a floater in the lane. Then almost in one motion as he caught the pass, he flipped it behind him to the corner into the waiting arms of sophomore guard Mitch Ballock for a wide open, rhythm three of Montana’s bench.
“How he knew exactly where [Ballock] was I don’t know, but it was a heck of a play.