Regular season basketball is a funny thing because there was a moment near the end of the first quarter when Tobias Harris threw down a hellacious dunk in traffic and I thought to myself, dramatically, “This is it. This is how the dream dies.”
The Pistons had not only erased a massive early deficit, but had now moved out in front by six. They were suffocating the Spurs, holding them to 4-17 shooting during that stretch, and everything felt like it was unraveling. The moment was too big. The opponent was too tough. The boys were too young. We were going to lose this game and we were going to lose it badly.
Or not!
In a massive twist that I’m sure no one could have seen coming, your guy over here was overreacting just a smidge to a moment that felt bad. Shock! The cool thing though is that I’m allowed to do that. You are too! All of us are allowed to roll around on the floor and wring our hands and shout to the heavens. We can scream about biased officials and annoying announcers and the cruel villains like Tobias Harris throwing down rude dunks that hurt our feelings. Not only is it allowed, it’s encouraged! Get in the mix, my friends. Feel something! Live a little! Viva la vida!
The important thing is that this Spurs team doesn’t do that. They get fired up and they express themselves, but they never seem to let the moment get the best of them. It’s a real “next play” mentality that I aspire to and consistently fall short of.
The Pistons very clearly wanted to rattle the Spurs in this one. It’s a playbook we’ve seen a lot this year and will likely see even more as the stakes get higher. Teams are increasingly realizing that the best way to beat the Spurs is to throw them off their game with, let’s call it, “physicality.” They don’t want to let the Spurs run. They don’t want the ball whipping around. They don’t want them comfortable, getting easy looks. They want the Spurs looking at the officials after every play and thinking about everything happening on the court except what actually matters.
I get it! It would absolutely work on me. Hand up, the Pistons would very likely beat me in a basketball game.
Lucky for us, the Spurs are built of sterner stuff than I am. They surfed the wave instead of getting swallowed by it. They matched the rougher play where they could and didn’t get distracted from their own game plan. Once it became clear they could absorb that physicality, it never really felt like the Pistons had a Plan B. They basically fell back on “we’re going to dare you to shoot,” and the Spurs were like, “deal.” That was that. It was a pretty even game in a lot of ways, but San Antonio kept knocking down shots and Detroit couldn’t match that kind of firepower. Fun game! Nice to see you! On to the next!
It was a mature performance from the team. They all count the same, but this one felt like it carried a little extra weight. National TV. Best team in the East. A group we don’t get to see very often. I don’t know. It just felt like more than “another road game.”
If there’s one thing that’s becoming a consistent trademark of the Wembanyama era of Spurs basketball, it’s that this team likes a test. They get up for it. They seem eager to prove themselves when the lights are on. They hear people saying, “The Spurs are close,” and you can almost feel them wanting to shout back, “We’re not close, we’re HERE.” I don’t even know if that’s fully true yet, but the fact that they believe it says a lot.
And that belief speaks directly to the character of their talisman. This urge to prove something feels baked into the team because it’s baked into Victor Wembanyama. He’s wired to show people. To show he’s the best. To show he cares. I was absolutely one of the people rolling my eyes at his whole, “I’m going to try hard at the All-Star game” thing, and now I’m one of the people sitting here with egg on my face. Victor’s career is going to be defined by the way he relentlessly turns doubt into belief. It’s what he lives for. It’s what he spends every day chasing.
Honestly, it’s breathtaking to watch.
I’m as prone to histrionics as I am to hyperbole, so the one thing you should absolutely not do is get too wrapped up in whatever nonsense I start spitting out once things escalate into playoff mode. But what I do want to say right now, in this brief moment of clarity and calm, is this: I don’t think this team is going to lose in the playoffs because the moment gets too big. Maybe their opponent will have a little more talent. Maybe a little more experience. Maybe a few of the breaks you need to win a championship won’t go their way. Impossible to say, obviously.
But the thing we can say with absolute certainty is that these guys are going to get tested, and they are chomping at the bit to take it. I’m just excited to be along for the ride.
Takeaways
- Really fun game from Stephon Castle. Nothing in the box score super jumps off the page, but it felt like he met the moment in his matchup with Cade Cunningham and basically played Detroit’s star to a draw. He was picking him up near half court, fighting through absurd screens, and staying attached possession after possession. Wembanyama obviously played a huge role in making life uncomfortable for Cade, but the fact that he had to deal with Steph in his ear all night mattered a lot.
- And if that’s all he was doing it would be enough, but he also quietly orchestrated a really steady offensive night. The Spurs shot well, sure, but Steph was the one pushing tempo, finding open guys, and acting like a metronome in the middle of what Detroit was trying very hard to turn into chaos.
- Last Steph note here, but, he has this habit of catching it on the wing and loading up for a Manu-style skip pass across the court. I clock it every time because it’s one of my favorite plays in basketball, but last night, after like the second one, I had this thought of like, “Man, if I’m noticing this, probably safe to say the other team definitely is too.” Sure enough, at one point in the third quarter he got the ball out there and started pushing into the paint and winding up like he was going to sling it to Keldon in the corner. A Pistons defender was ready to jump it, and as I was having a full meltdown about it, Steph just calmly dumped it over the top to Kornet for an easy alley-oop instead. Fun times all around!
- Always cool to watch Devin Vassell go off like he did tonight. He’s so smooth with the ball, and you can see how frustrating it is for opposing teams when they realize that the Spurs, like, fourth option is suddenly torching them and forcing an adjustment. Imagine spending all day figuring out how to slow down the giant French guy, kind of pulling it off, and then everything falling apart because you forgot about Young Dev. Tragic.
- I’m not smart enough to expound upon the exact impact that assistant coach Sean Sweeney has had on the Spurs defense this year other than to say something like, “Hey! We hired this defensive wizard and we seem to be really good at defense this year! Cool!” However, I will say that I do consistently notice him getting super fired up on the bench when the Spurs do something good defensively and every time I do I think about “Oh yeah, that wizard we hired!” and it makes me feel all warm and fuzzy.
WWL Post Game Press Conference
– Did you realize the Spurs were on their Rodeo Road Trip right now?
– You know what, I’m glad you asked that because I just really didn’t. Completely slipped my mind.
– Feels like it snuck up on us this year, right?
– Little bit! RRT, in the past, felt like one of those big looming milestones in the season that was always a big deal and caused lots of chatter. It was sort of legendarily when the team would bond and come together as a group and it all felt very romanticized and cool. Maybe I’m just seeing it through my rose tinted nostalgia glasses, but it just doesn’t seem like a big deal anymore.
– Well, they a little bit cheating by having two of the games before the All-Star break and then two “home” Austin games as a part of avoiding the rodeo.
– True. Maybe I don’t hear about it as much because I’m not in San Antonio and the Rodeo isn’t actually, like, consuming any of my day-to-day attention like it did growing up.
– Yea, maybe.
– Mmm hmm.
– Pretty civil conversation today, everything ok?
– Yea I mean, I can pick a fight if you want, just felt like after watching the Pistons fall on their faces all night doing that it just seems a little silly.
– For sure, would hate for us to embarrass ourselves like that.
– Can you imagine?
