As my younger brother and I walked up the steps toward our nosebleed seats for Game 6 of the Eastern Conference Semifinals, I paused for a moment and looked down at the Wells Fargo Center court. My eyes immediately locked on Jimmy Butler, who was standing near the back of the Sixers’ layup line chatting with a member of the coaching staff. What was he saying? Where was his head at? Why did he and Ben Simmons stop wearing matching headbands months earlier?
“Yo,” my brother, who had already located our seats, called down to me. “You coming?