You might never see anything like that again, Detroit. A superstar in the prime of his career, debuting in an arena built this season to move us back downtown, going for 20, 10, & 5 in a two-point climactic win. It truly doesn’t get much more spectacular in the regular season.
Granted, the Pistons must improve as the season progresses, but Memphis tried their hardest to snarf the superior team. We let a 13-2 run to begin the 4th swap a six-point lead with a five point deficit. By the end of the night, we’d been severely tested in Griffin’s debut, going +23 with him on the court, yet just -21 without him.
The offensive rebounds bothered me. We also missed too many free throws, but Blake Griffin barely even knew the playbook, so all in all, it was a legit win.
I felt really all-in with them. At one point, Griffin & the Drum finally banged-home an alley-oop that sent the crowd into a frenzy and made a tear run down my eye. Shit is LIT.
Those two had instant chemistry – just wait until Reggie Jackson returns to throw them each alley-oops. “Lob City” just got a new zip code…
Stan Van needs to keep his players playing tenaciously. I’m liking Reggie Bullock (who I watched with oldschool play for the Drive at the DeltaPlex in town) and Stanley Johnson more and more. Both took on assertive roles, along with Anthony Tolliver off the bench. They all helped us claw back in a game we could have lost, forcing steals and recording big blocks (see: Griffin).
I told oldschool the night before the deal we were due for something BIG. And it happened overnight, providing the Pistons with their biggest star since Isiah Thomas and instantly transforming the city into a household name.
Our owner knows EXACTLY what he’s doing. And I’m just perennially ecstatic that my childhood-love of the Clippers finally paid off: welcome home, Blake.