Golden State Warriors Turn into a Thermonuclear Device, Mount Comeback Against Toronto Raptors, Obliterate Defensive Strategy

It’s getting to the point of utter, sheer ridiculousness when it comes to the Golden State Warriors. At the end of three quarters on Tuesday night against the Toronto Raptors, the Warriors trailed by 18. Hell, with 5:38 left in the third, they were down 25 points and had yet to crack 60.

But throw out the book on defensive schemes. Start packing the three point line. Abandon the paint. Because the Warriors are never out of a game, no matter how desperate the situation might be.

Oh, you think that abandoning the paint is a hyperbolic overreaction, do you? WELL EAT NUMBERS, DOUBTER:

The Raptors would literally have been more effective on defense if they’d simply allowed Golden State to make their way to the rim unabated in the fourth quarter. At least that way, they’d only have surrendered two points per possession.

I don’t know what to do with that information. I want to take it out to dinner, maybe take it dancing. You know, show it a good time. Make sure it understands that there are good people in the world, and it’s okay to be so MIND-BOGGLINGLY AWESOME. Seriously, over two points per possession? That’s like…

No. You know what? I don’t even have a ludicrous metaphor or simile for how ridiculous the Warriors were in the fourth quarter on Tuesday. Just look at the shot chart. Look at it, and marvel at its beauty. It is the way to Enlightenment. Only through it might one pass into heaven.



Here, here’s another way to approach Golden State’s fourth quarter: their effective field goal percentage in the final frame was 89.47%. There are 13 players shooting that well from the free throw line this season, minimum 20 free throw attempts. THIRTEEN.

All glory to the Golden State Warriors. All. Glory.



Statistical support courtesy of NBA.com/stats

Andrew Lynch

When God Shammgod created the basketball universe, Andrew Lynch was there. His belief in the superiority of advanced statistics and the eventual triumph of expected value-based analytics stems from the fact that he’s roughly as old as the concept of counting. With that said, he still loves the beauty of basketball played at the highest level — it reminds him of the splendor of the first Olympics — and the stories that spring forth from the games, since he once beat Homer in a game of rock-paper-scissors over a cup of hemlock. Dude’s old.