The Grizzlies mounted a comeback in Portland last night but fell apart down the stretch. In honor of the three-point loss, a sonnet in the Petrarchan form.
Last night the Grizzlies could not quite come back;
From op’ning tip they dug themselves a hole.
With Tony Brothers’ calls out of control,
In crunch time our Bears mounted no attack.
The Grindfather’s decisions showed a lack
Of care for things like stopping pick and roll,
And though he is the Grizzlies’ heart and soul,
He’s got to score when going to the rack.
With Conley clearly not in his top form,
And defense failing to communicate,
The wonder is they made a game at all.
The danger if this game becomes the norm
Is that by only playing second-rate,
From seventh place the Griz will surely fall.