Of the couple thousand games that will have been played by the time this wretched hell season mercifully ends in the dead of summer, Tuesday’s Raptors-Lakers shit show just might go down as the 48 minutes that best represent what the NBA in 2021 was all about.
This game, like the lion’s share of rest of the games we’ve seen since December, was terrible — the sort of game I’d kind of judge you for watching to its conclusion unless you were doing it for work purposes.
Even before it began, this match-up, which should have been a showdown between the league’s two most recent champions, was doomed to depress.