Sixers - Raptors Game 3: Go On, Canada, Curse At Joel Embiid Some More
Oh dear God in heaven, what a game.
> Joel Hans Embiid. Could not shoot three pointers when he entered the league. Turned himself into a guy who ends teams from distance during a career-threatening injury -- two years of that.
NBA sportswriters will likely vote for Nikola Jokic as the Most Valuable Player over him, as Jokic gets himself tossed from a series which is going to end in a desultory first round loss.
In the immortal words of Jason Kelce, no one likes us and we don't care. If you've ever wondered why Philly Fan has a chip on his shoulder the size of a Buick, this. And decades of nonsense like this.
> I have had *very* little use for Doc Rivers all season, and then the man calls a perfect time out to save the final possession and has a damn near perfect rotation to get this beast of a game over the line. Good heavens.
> I have had even less use for Tobi Harris all year, and he might have played the best game of his season. Really wanted him to end it in regulation and claim the honors he deserves, but it's Joel's year.
> The Raps had all kinds of luckball makes tonight, with shots at the buzzer, a festival of turnovers in the first half, and James Harden fouling out when the team needed a calm veteran hand the most. Did not matter. Joel Hans Embiid.
> Canadians get a lot of noise about being polite, and it's all trash. Sports fans everywhere are the same, and the fact that they chanted obscenities at the guy that ended them is the best.
> It honestly felt like the Sixers did not want to lead the game in regulation. Just insane.
> We finally found a use for Deandre Jordan; guarding the inbounds with under a second left. He didn't foul anyone. Great job, DJ. Go ice those knees.
> This might have been the first time this year that the moment looked too big for Tyrese Maxey in overtime, and then he just made an absurd stop and pop deuce.
> Joel Hans Embiid. All they needed, exorcising the demons of Kawhi Leonard, proving he's the best player in the world right now, bouncing around like a little kid on the same court he wept on. There's never been a big man more loved in this laundry.
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