Mike Conley is one of the most respected players in the NBA, a pro’s pro. What he can’t be, though, is a human crutch. He can no longer be the one guy who keeps these Timberwolves from treating a game like kindergarten recess.
If the Wolves proved anything Monday night in Oklahoma City, it’s that they know how to play the right way, make winning plays, put forth a mature performance without their wise, old point guard guiding them in that direction.
Without question, the Wolves are demonstrably better with Conley on the floor. They need to stop becoming the Wolves of yesteryear when he’s not. A 107-101 win over the Thunder in a clash of the Western Conference’s top two teams carried the tenor of an inflection point for the Wolves, as much as that distinction can exist inside an 82-game season.
The Wolves were in a funk when they landed in Oklahoma, coinciding with Conley’s hamstring injury absence. Bad habits had returned. Turnovers were dooming them. Fourth quarters were ugly. Frustration was mounting.
This question needed an answer: Was this just a typical rough stretch in a long season, or signs of deeper trouble?
No one game counts more in the standings than any other, but certain games carry extra importance in what they reveal when a team is teetering. The Wolves responded to their moment by playing like the team that stormed through the opening 2½ months of the season.
Their defensive execution and intensity were magnificent. Their stars trusted teammates to make clutch shots instead of resorting to one-against-the-world hero ball. The head coach’s rotations made sense and created favorable matchups. We didn’t see anyone handling the ball as if it were a hand grenade.
That it came against an opponent as talented as the Thunder amplified those positives.