I don’t know how to process what just happened, and I sure as hell don’t have time to process it before my 4 a.m. wake-up call for a flight to Cleveland. So let’s just start here: That was the craziest damned game I’ve ever seen in person.
When Marreese Speights missed an uncontested dunk to end the third quarter — chortle at Speights, but Andre Iguodala should have just taken it to the rack himself — Game 2 of these wackadoo Finals ceased to be a basketball game. The fourth quarter and overtime were like the last 17 minutes of 2001: A Space Odyssey. All of us at Oracle Arena were just rocketing through the space-time continuum, howling noise buffeting us from every direction, as random images flashed across the sky.
I’m pretty sure all of the following happened:
- Speights missed that dunk.
- The Cavs blew an 11-point lead in just over three minutes.
- J.R. Smith committed two dumb-ass J.R. Smith fouls, and then a third foul when he bit on Steph Curry’s pump fake with 29 seconds left in overtime.1
- Timofey Mozgov played one of the very best halves of his life, fell through a wormhole, and reappeared in some other dimension.
- LeBron missed every shot he took after drilling what appeared to be the dagger that put Cleveland up 11. The misses included a tricky left-handed layup at the end of regulation, two Draymond Green blocks, and a half-dozen maulings at the hands of Andre Iguodala. LeBron traveled before one such mauling, an especially blatant karate chop, but Iguodala committed uncalled reach-in fouls on almost every LeBron drive in crunch time. (That’s not a shot at Iguodala. It’s just a fact. LeBron would make his move left, and Iguodala would stick his forearm into LeBron’s chest, slow LeBron’s momentum, yank his forearm away, and slide backward stride-for-stride with LeBron. Iguodala discovered that the officials weren’t going to call those old-school forearm-checks, and he responded with the optimal tactics.)
- Cleveland missed a potential game-winning second-chance buzzer-beater for the second straight game.
- Green held LeBron down on a jump ball with 45 seconds left in overtime and somehow got away with it. The referee threw the ball up, no one touched it, and it fell harmlessly into LeBron’s hands — a violation. I cornered Green in the locker room after the game to see if he might cop to the crime, but he pleaded ignorance.
- Stephen Curry, the greatest shooter in league history, went 2-of-15 from 3-point range and barfed up an air ball on a potential game-winning jumper with seven seconds left.
- Cleveland has seven NBA-level players left, and two of them — Iman Shumpert and Matthew Dellavedova — appeared to suffer minor leg injuries. The Cavaliers won the game.
- The Cavs got away with playing Mike Miller for six minutes. The Cavs should not be able to get away with playing Miller. They certainly couldn’t against Chicago.
- Golden State committed three egregious turnovers in the last 1:25 of overtime. On the first, Curry forced a cross-court pass to Klay Thompson when Green was rolling wide open to the rim right in Curry’s line of sight. Shumpert swiped the pass and went coast-to-coast hoping for a layup. Thompson, doing his best Danny Green impression, approached Shumpert from an angle, jumped slightly sideways to avoid Shumpert’s body, and raised his arm just high enough so Shumpert had to alter the trajectory of his shot. Shumpert missed, with a little help from a block by Thompson.
- Shumpert and Thompson made two splendid basketball plays within a delirious four-second slice of time. They canceled each other out. Did they even happen?
You can call that a third dumb-ass J.R. Smith foul if you want, but I’ve never had to react to the possibility of Curry launching an open 3-pointer in overtime of an NBA Finals game, so I’ll go ahead and withhold judgment. In that situation, I’d probably just fall to the ground and start screaming.
This game was madness.
“It was miserable to watch,” David Lee told me afterward. “I really thought we were gonna win when we sent it to overtime. It was just a crazy game. Both teams won the game about five times.”
You could agonize over two-dozen little plays that were an inch away from turning out differently and convince yourself any one of them might have turned the game. But that’s a futile exercise, and it might end with you entering an asylum. No one play happens in a vacuum. Plays at the end of a game matter a little more than others, simply because there are fewer chances left, but every tiny thing that came earlier influences the texture of that endgame sequence — every call, every noncall, every deflection, every Iguodala steal-and-dunk undone by a fluttery dribble that drips over the sideline. Random stuff happens, or doesn’t happen, and if the basketball odds divvy up the spoils into something like a 50-50 split over 48 minutes, you get a crazy finish between two teams playing at the same level.
The micro picture can confuse you. The macro picture is this: The Cavs have found a formula that seems to bother Golden State in its slowdown simplicity. They pound the ball to LeBron, kill the clock, work the offensive boards, and smother the Warriors’ league-best offense on the other end.
They’re hounding Curry as soon as he crosses half court, and then again on the pick-and-roll, with two defenders stringing him out toward the sideline. They’ve forced the ball from his hands and turned Green into a playmaker — a task at which he mostly failed in Game 2, when he flung lob passes to the sky.
The Cavs defense wasn’t perfect, especially when Curry dragged Mozgov into the pick-and-roll or jetted around two screens staggered just a few feet apart, but this is the correct way to defend Golden State — the method Houston should have used. Take the ball from Curry and make the other guys kill you.
As I wrote after Game 1, the Warriors have faced that defense before, and they have built counters for it — including those flying Green pin-downs for Thompson that worked again last night. Green needs to make more functional plays on those 4-on-3s when Curry entrusts the offense to him, and, holy heck, would just one pick-and-pop 3 be a welcome sight for the Dubs. But when Curry passes the ball, the Warriors offense can turn aimless against a dialed-in defense. Green or Andrew Bogut holds it at the elbow, everyone runs around and screens for each other, and if none of those screens work, no one really gets open. I wrote after Game 1 that I almost wanted Curry to be more selfish — to split those pick-and-roll traps, keep his dribble alive, probe the defense more, force a big man to switch onto him. I still feel that way, especially after watching Curry split a Tristan Thompson trap on his way to the uncontested layup that tied the game with seven seconds left in regulation.
Having one player over-dribble runs counter to Golden State’s ideology, but all of that scurrying around picks away from the ball led nowhere. Dellavedova was masterful tracking Curry. When Smith suffered blips of inattention chasing after Klay Thompson, another Cavalier was primed to help. LeBron snuffed Thompson at the rim after Thompson had back-cut Smith along the baseline. And with about 6:45 to go in regulation, Tristan Thompson saw Smith trailing badly and leaped around a pick to contest a Klay Thompson triple.
Mozgov weirdly vanished in the fourth quarter, almost certainly because David Blatt feared how Mozgov would hold up against Golden State’s super-small lineup with Green at center, but he was brilliant in the first half. He sliced through the crevices that opened when the Warriors overloaded on LeBron’s post-ups, and he finished tricky shots with a soft touch.
He was Bogut’s equal, and perhaps his superior, protecting the basket, and he proved in the second quarter he could hang in against that super-small Warriors group. Blatt wisely had Mozgov guard Iguodala, the weakest Warrior in those lineups — only Mozgov didn’t really guard Iguodala at all. He planted himself near the paint, ready to pounce upon any rim attack. It was not so different from how Steve Kerr had Bogut “guard” Tony Allen in Game 4 of the conference semifinals against Memphis, and it worked.
LeBron might control the offense in Cleveland, but Blatt, Tyronn Lue, and the rest of his staff deserve huge credit for crafting pinpoint defensive game plans for both the Hawks and Warriors.
The Cavs offense is a mess, but they are somehow squeezing out just enough points to give themselves a chance. They kept the Warriors off-balance by adding some variety to the LeBron Isolation Attack. They ran many more pick-and-rolls than they had in Game 1, and while those plays didn’t always produce great shots, they forced the Warriors to work a bit defensively — to remain on high alert. LeBron directed a nice spread pick-and-roll attack with Mozgov during a small-ball stint in the second quarter, dishing to James Jones for a 3, and then Mozgov for a lob dunk attempt.
Jones was plus-22 in less than 23 minutes, and Cleveland took only 13 shots directly out of isolations after jacking 23 such shots in Game 1, per Synergy Sports.
James was relentless putting Curry in the pick-and-roll down the stretch, and though Golden State grew more comfortable defending that play, it still opened tiny cracks for Dellavedova rolling floaters, Shumpert 3s, and LeBron drives. That is the paradox of LeBron: He went 0-for-7 after that killer 3, but the Cavaliers couldn’t generate a single shot without his creative skills.
After the game, Green bristled at the notion that Golden State needs to make adjustments on defense, and he’s right. Cleveland just doesn’t have enough to score efficiently against the Warriors. They might hit one random game of lights-out shooting, but it’s mostly going to be a slog. The Cavs don’t have a lot of tools left on offense, but they have to use all of them.
Golden State is still the big favorite here, but we need to stand up and take notice of what Cleveland is doing with this MASH unit. On to Game 3.