Pool photo by Kyle Terada
TORONTO — Sometime during that third quarter, amid the whirling, sneaker-squeaking, pass, cut, shoot-from-anywhere California storm that descended on the Toronto Raptors, this thought occurred to me:
The Warriors are the vampire artistes, and that makes them more interesting than I anticipated.
One after another they fall injured and limp down the alley to their locker room only to reappear later as if arisen from the crypt. So Stephen Curry looked listless and ill and retired to the Warriors locker room in the first quarter; he returned a few minutes later to score 16 sly sleight-of-hand points and lead a crucial charge before halftime.