It sounded like a shock, but unfortunately this match never was. A duo LeBron James / Anthony Davis – no kidding – which gets underway much too quickly, AD who misses his first shot after six hours of play, a middle James Harden concerned… and in the end one thing to remember from this nickname main event: the beef between Markieff Morris and DeMarcus Cousins, or rather between Markieff Morris and Markieff Morris.
Far be it for us to take sides with so and so, but still … this time a little bit. We have nothing against Markieff Morris, well a little bit, but let’s say that this night the stupidity of one man will have precipitated the exclusion of another, all sheepish and victim of his reputation that he sometimes is. Come on, let’s recap the facts:
Less than two minutes to play in the first quarter, the LBADJ duo is already doing the dirty, and on a post-up from LeBron precisely, Markieff Morris does what he can do best: cleaning by getting his hands dirty. The rookie DeShaun Tate takes the less legal box-out of the season and finishes the ass on the ground, but DeMarcus was hanging around in the corner and in good defender of the pal… he makes Morris fly like a vulgar shit fly chased by the tail of ‘a cow. Imagine two pit bulls released a meter from a single steak, and we say to ourselves that the fight can begin. Without the ounce of surprise, Markieff gets up and in a momentum that is divided between only being started by more beefy and naturally deviant behavior, he then heads towards the pivot of the Rockets in a ridiculous barlou approach. worthy of a prom outing in Marboz after swallowing five liters of piss-tasting beer. We suspected it then very strongly and Maurice goes to clash with Cousins by offering him an octagon toussuite maintnant, and while the referee and Alex Caruso try to calm the beast, to reason with a man attracted by the smell of blood, DeMarcus decides to… not react, laudable attitude and which at least proves the will to change on the part of the one who now has around 140 technical faults in his career. After all DMC only defended his rookie in a natural reflex, and despite an assailant who is slow to calm down, he manages for his part to keep his calm, barely responding to this rabid who wants him so much harm .
Finally ? Markieff Morris will be sent to the shower immediately, while DeMarcus will still inherit a little technique for having done justice to himself. Rather logical, faced with a duel between a repentant and a donkey that we will probably never manage to transform into a racehorse, but the fate which will finally catch up with a man hated by the refereeing body for his too many past escapades, since a few minutes later a DMC cap on LeBron James, more unhappy than voluntary, will send Cousins to join (of course not) Momo in the shower. A second expulsion in a week for a man whose daily life changes little, with the detail that the 35/17/6/3/3 have become 6/4/1.
A Lakers demo on the field, punctuated by a non-basketball event that confirms the mental skills of Markieff Morris and the reputation of DeMarcus Cousins. A great moment of tension and quite honestly, here we remain stuck by… Markieff’s approach. A thug, a real one.
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