The best game yesterday was the one you didn't watch.
Before we get started, let's just put something to rest right now. Last night proved nothing about Buddy Hield. One game has never proven anything about anyone; one of the most absurd myths about sport is that one can pass judgement on a player or team based on one single performance. It's patterns that matter. One game, regardless of the spotlight, is nothing more than a single data point.
That said: woof.
Really, both games last night were essentially putrid, a complete waste of time for spectators both present and at home.