Raise Your Hand if You’ve Been Watching Jimmy Butler Strangle a Guy on Repeat

January 2nd: ultimate “Sunday” scaries. You go back to work, or you go back to school, and you have to start remembering what day it is. But what a glorious week of not caring this week has been.

 

I’ve been not caring so hard, I have been missing Sixers games. The culmination of not knowing what day it is, the Sixers playing on the week coast, and the now apparent Eagles playoff run has led me far off the basketball path. 

 

I missed the Portland game. Ho hum. They lost by 34, don’t care. Put all my rooting efforts into the Eagles and Bears that day.

 

But last night apparently I missed a good one.

The Sixers won the game and battled through the adversity of not falling on their face after Jimmy Buckets got ejected for this.

Personally, I loved this. I felt last year the Sixers got punked sometimes. People didn’t respect them (see Winslow, Justice) and pulled some BS moves on this team. The best thing that came from that trade for Butler? They got a much needed dawg. Need some lockdown defense? Jimmy picks Blake Griffin up full court? Need a shot to win the game? Two stepback game winning threes in his first two weeks here. He’s a dawg.

The Sixers are a finesse team. They are cute golden retrievers with their tongues flapping sideways out of their mouth because they don’t know any better. Jimmy Butler is “The Beast” from The Sandlot. Exactly what they needed.

By Aidan Powers | January 2, 2019