After years of being bludgeoned into apathy by 13 years of sub par squads, we’ve got something to cheer about. Potential. And it’s not that “In a couple years maybe” potential. It’s that right here, right now, bear done and do it potential.
It used to be that Warriors jerseys were hidden away like old Wham! cassettes. Anyone who has been to the Coliseum knows there is an enthusiastic, heart-thumping aura overtaking the building every time Baron takes the floor.
I had never believed in the importance of “locker room” guys. I’d always thought that talent was talent. After 3 years of watching sleepy-faced Dunleavy miss open shots and the entire team play (dare I say) willy-nilly defense, I’ve come to appreciate the ability to fire guys up. Who’d have thought that a gun-toting wild man and disciplineless street-baller would transform the franchise to a credible state?
Granted the Warriors missed the playoffs— and my heart’s been sunk ever since. But here we are; sitting on the brink of something unbelievable. Something that was thought completely impossible 3 years ago. We are ready to trudge into, maybe the third round of the playoffs. Ellis is coming into his own. And the flashes of genius coming from the direction of Wright and Bellinelli stoke the flame even more.
And I don’t care what anyone says. The Warriors making it to the third round is worth 10 Laker championships.
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