Grizzlies F Zach Randolph has been suspended for Game 7 for punching Steven Adams during Thursday's Game 6 loss.— NBA on ESPN (@ESPNNBA) May 2, 2014
My heart sank when I saw this, but not as much as you would think. Given the somewhat shocking nature of the news I find myself naturally turning to the reserve-happy-juice stored in my brain for emergency optimism. I was expecting to have to eventually use this for the zombie apocalypse, the upcoming Star Wars installment or the eventual passing of Mel Brooks - but this will have to do for now.
First off, watch the video and you should see there's not much of an argument here. He punches Adams in the face, and in slow motion, no less.
This is obviously another punch to the gut (of the fanbase, not Adams obviously) that blends in magically with the entirety of the Grizzlies' 2013-14 season. All the injuries and story lines have now culminated, for the moment, with Memphis losing their go-to PF for Game 7 in a series that has required every ounce of machismo for the Grizzlies to make it through the first six games.
Let's pour a drink for our homie tonight, but don't everyone go losing their minds (okay lose them, but just try and remember where you left them in the morning.) We still have Marc Gasol. He's good at basketball. And just remember: even with Zach and possibly Mike Conley being out, there's still ZERO percent chance that Gilbert Arenas, Hamed Haddadi or O.J. Mayo will be on the court during the fourth quarter tomorrow.
At least we won't have to gripe and complain over all the potential missed or not-so-missed foul calls that meander their way into the game when Zach's trying to squeeze his way through the paint. So maybe that's a dozen or two capillaries I won't have to rupture tomorrow night? Gah, happy-juice-reserve running low already - I'm trying guys, but fortunately nothing related to how any of us feel right now will ultimately affect the outcome of Game 7; it's on the Grizzlies to make it happen.
Fitting as it seems for this season, let's just rage-cry this out tonight, shake our heads a bit and then move on to cheering for our Men of Beale Street tomorrow. Let's see what this team has up their sleeve at least one more time.