Rockets 139, Wolves 109: Embarrassed in Houston

This is gonna be hella short, because I don’t have the patience to write about that debacle, and the Wolves certainly don’t deserve much of my time tonight. The Wolves played the style to which they have accustomed us when they visit Houston, where I believe they haven’t won since Kevin Love and Nikola Pekovic combined for 60+ some years ago. (I refuse to even take the time to look it up.) Tonight they got absolutely blown out of the gym, 139-109.

Everything was awful. The Wolves couldn’t hit the broadside of a barn, finishing at 38 percent from the field, which feels somewhat flattering having watched them clank away for 48 minutes.

The Rockets got off to a similarly slow start in the first quarter, but inevitably hit their stride in the second, and two James Harden step-back threes in the final minute of the half pushed the Rockets advantage to 16 heading into the break and effectively ended the game. From there it was not a contest, and the Wolves were embarrassed over the final 24 minutes as the Rockets toyed with them.

In short, nobody played well, and there is really nothing good to take away from that one.

Talk about it below if you want.