“How bad do we want to be a good team?”
“How bad do we want to win?”
“Are we willing to sacrifice?”
“Are we willing to do the little things?”
“When we do it, we’re f*cking really good.”
“We were awful.”
No one needs to remind the Utah Jazz nor their fans how disappointing last night was. Sure there are going to be the regular excuses—long road trip, away from their families, new system, injuries disrupted chemistry, sometimes you just don’t have it—but last night was not fun.