It’s been a feel-good year for the Los Angeles Clippers, awash as they are in legitimate championship aspirations.
Sixth-man extraordinaire Jamal Crawford added a dab more icing to the cake Wednesday night.
In doing so, Crawford matched…some guy named Jamal Crawford in 2013.
Strange. I wonder if they’re related.
He would finish with seven treys on the night, the lone silver lining to a dispiriting 98-96 loss to the New Orleans Pelicans.
Assuming Crawford continues to hit 107 three-pointers per season—his average to date—he’ll pass Ray Allen’s career mark of 2,957 (and counting)… never. He’s never going to pass Ray Allen.
Anyone who’s watched Crawford play five minutes of basketball knows this guy can light it up in less time than it takes to scratch an itch.
His form is so pure, the flick of the wrist such pure preternatural poetry, the mind boggles at how many countless hours Crawford must’ve spent honing his—what’s that, Adi Joseph of USA Today? Crawford never practiced before last season?
I've never actually been drilled before. Seriously. I told Blake (Griffin) that, and he couldn't believe it. This summer was actually the first summer I worked on my game. I usually just play off of raw talent. But I just wanted to work on something and be in great shape coming into camp. I came here right after Labor Day, which is the earliest I've ever gone to any team in the summer, and all the guys were here, committed to getting better.
I don’t even know what to do with that information. It goes against pretty much everything we’ve ever been taught about the Horatio Alger ethic Americans are supposed to have about their crafts. It’s just…not fair. It’s not fair.
With 10 games to play after Wednesday’s date with the New Orleans Pelicans, Crawford will inevitably put even more of a cushion between him and his future usurper.
And you know what? I hope he doesn’t practice once from here on out. Like, not even during warm-ups.