D'Angelo Russell, asked about getting the ball to friend and teammate Karl-Anthony Towns after Tuesday's 129-114 victory over Golden State, said: "Feed him, feed him, feed him. If you run out of food, feed him the fork.''
For the Timberwolves, Russell has become the straw that stirs the drink, the star that causes the stir.
He has become so much more than anyone should have rationally expected.
Remember, Russell was brought to Minnesota in part because of skill, in part because of his relationship with Towns. He projected to be a good offensive player who would mesh with a talented big man and keep Towns in a Minnesota state of mind.
All Russell had to do to succeed as a Timberwolf was outperform Andrew Wiggins and the draft picks that the Wolves traded to procure him, score, pass, defend, lead, bond with his teammates and win.
Tainted by playing for four teams in his first six seasons in the league, Russell had to cleanse his reputation while playing for the NBA franchise that is almost always the most in need of a good power washing.
Russell has become the Wolves' epoxy player, able to score, willing to share and, at certain times and in certain deployments, able to rise above his reputation as a poor defender.
He's even had the guts to call out Timberwolves fans for being quiet during games, urging them to stand until the team scores its first basket at Target Center.