By Michael Rand
We’re starting to think Brandon likes the Wolves’ winning ways even less than he likes our statistical forays. All the W’s are sapping his energy. Still, he was the holder of the Friday and Sunday tickets. This is what he reports:
Randballers, forgive me, for there will be no formal write-up for this weekend’s games. I held every best intention of delivering you the recap you deserve, but life kept getting in the way. I attended Friday’s thrilling W against the Hornets, but the rest of the weekend was a whirlwind of family and job responsibilities. Amidst the unwelcome frenzy, the Wolves recap was an unfortunate casualty. Know that this has nothing to do with you. It’s me. I’m the problem.
If I can offer an abbreviated summary as I’ve got a blessed few moments between meetings: 4th Quarter Foye came up big down the stretch against the Hornets on Friday, burying a couple late buckets to drop a hobbling Hornets squad. The mancrush torch was officially passed that night from CP3 to our man Foye (he’s not as sexy, but he is local). The action last night was from inside the paint, as the Wolves overcame a big early deficit with monster games from Big Al and Kevin Love, the latter of which is currently clutching the now-mobile mancrush torch. It was a spirited weekend from the hometown ballers. Somehow, against all logic, these games keep getting more fun.
Save for the lazy behavior from your internet friend Brandon, everything is going right for the Wolves. Plenty of room for you on the bandwagon, if you so dare.
So how ’bout it, folks: Are you on the bandwagon? Do you have Wolves fever? We’ll be at Wednesday’s game, and we already feel a temperature of 102 coming on.