Some semi-randomly connected thoughts after points-a-palooza:
*-So if you watched Tuesday’s first game of the WNBA finals, you may understand why such games can be difficult to write a good column about. Because they’re really so exhilarating to experience live that recounting them never seems to do them justice.
Plus, the Mercury’s 120-116 victory didn’t have that one or two players who were really the focus; so many people played well. Katie Douglas’ 30 points and the way she did so many clutch things right – save missing that last 3-pointer, where she had to create her own shot – was a key figure, but so was Ebony Hoffman for the Fever.
And the Mercury really showed its versatility and depth; it was a team performance that wrapped up why Phoenix can be such a fun team to watch.
I’ll flat-out admit I was surprised that the Fever could score that many points. I feel I really underestimated Indy in that regard.
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Last week, I did something I haven’t done in many, many years: Watched the “Guiding Light.” The soap opera had been on television since 1952, but the changing world did it in. Not so many people are home during the day anymore trying to get their fix of hot doctors hooking up when they’re not performing brain surgery … and besides, they can get that in more risque fashion at night anyway.
I started worrying about MVP voting in the WNBA a few weeks ago, so I’ve already had plenty of time to overanalyze it. And there’s still just over a week left to keep fretting.