It was the best of halves. It was the worst of halves. It was old Spurs basketball. It was bad Spurs basketball. We had everything going for us, we had nothing going for us, we were going direct to victory, we were going direct to defeat – in short, the Spurs have us fans rather confused.
The game couldn’t have started any better. The team were hitting shots, and getting stops, although the Chicago Bulls had been missing some wide-open looks from the start and we had to know that they would begin to fall at some point during the game, especially if the defensive pressure remained the same.