So, Game 1 of the Raptors' conference semi-finals series against the Heat was, in a word, madness. The only reason it has not reached the heights of, say, The Bat Flip, is because the Raptors ultimately lost the game in overtime. It sucks, is what I'm saying.
Anyway, one of the biggest reasons Toronto was able to feel both the abject sadness of defeat, the joyous relief of almost victory, and then that damned sadness again, was Kyle Lowry. As you may have heard, he did not play particularly well. Sure the on/off numbers suggest the team was generally in the positive when Lowry was on the court, but his motor, the relentless and reckless force with which he plays, was not quite there.