You ever get the feeling like you're being pursued by a dog chained to a post, and you get a few steps into safety, and then spend an hour where he somehow manages to move a few feet closer and you keep taking a step back? That was game 1 in a nutshell. I think the last time I actually trailed was 27-25 to start the second and I think after the 28-27 lead it was never even tied again, but damned if it didn't feel like that at all. After the second quarter and a solid halftime lead thanks to the MVP's buzzerbeater, the Bulldogs were nigh unto unstoppable for a long stretch and then every time it got close and my team tried to establish a little cushion, here came the Dogs keeping pace. When they hit their second straight three to close to 2 points with 11 seconds left, knowing Lajos had already gone 0-2 from the line earlier, I was having visions of another bad trip to the line followed by another 3 to close me out, but luckily Hitch drained both from the stripe, and then played enough defense to "force" a turnover with 3 seconds left.
It's rare for me to have a game that my defense didn't deserve to win and have it bailed out by my offense. I mean, I like that and it's kind of what I'm trying to do with this team, but it's strange to actually see it work.