I didn't get to watch the game tonight (I was working), and I haven't read any reviews yet (so I don't know what happened), but I did catch some score updates on my phone and thus was planted the seed of this rant:

Finish the damn game! Score the effing ball! You have a team down by ten points (or whatever) - freakin' stomp on their throats and when they try to get up introduce your heel to their face (OK, not literally, but...analogously?..whatever - you know what I'm getting at). 

Seriously, how difficult is this? Do I need to direct this at Papa Kurt? OK then, simplify the damn game! Give to Beasley, tell him he cannot shoot but can only drive or pass, and let the triangle go. This is getting ridiculous. 

Players - I'm looking at you Be-Easy, Senor Amor, and the Dark One - get pissed already! Get vindictive! Kick a team while it's down and then go kick their dog just for good measure! At this point there are no excuses for these kind of collapses. You got up by that amount, didn't you? Win the damn game. Seriously, how difficult is that? What aren't you getting when it matters? Nothing, apparently.

To me, this is all mental. You don't believe you can win. You don't believe you will win. When the inevitable mini-run comes that starts to pull the other team back, you take it as proof that everything up to this point was too good to be true. You then let that mini-run become a mega-run, to which I say (and this is a site with good decorum, so I'll euphamize and say) 'screw that!'  Seriously, guys: get angry. Get motivated. Get whatever it is you need to get in order to wrap your mind around the idea that you deserve to win, no matter the opponent. If you can get up by ten points, then it ain't no fluke and finish the damn game.