You had to figure that something was a trifle askew when the Thunder managed only fifteen points in the second quarter and went into the locker room trailing 50-38. But the tone was truly established in the third, when Derek Fisher popped up one of his what-was-he-thinking? treys and Tony Allen, watching in horror from the Memphis bench, hurled his towel onto the court, drawing a technical. This prompted a mini-rally, in which OKC climbed back to within two; but halfway through the fourth, they’d made exactly two buckets, were down twelve, and it was painfully obvious that any further Thunder chances would be dependent on Grizzlies mistakes. Then the Grizzlies obliged them: up two with 11 seconds left, Zach Randolph bricked two free throws. Kevin Durant shed Allen, put up a jumper that backrimmed, and Allen tossed in two from the stripe to finish off the Thunder, 88-84.
Those two late clankers were about the only things Randolph did wrong all night: he finished with a game-high 28 points, 8-17 from the floor, 12-16 from the line, and 14 rebounds. The ever-underrated Mike Conley contributed 13 points and 11 assists; Allen finished with 10, Marc Gasol with 11. And while most of the statistics were pretty close, this one wasn’t: the Griz gave up only nine turnovers, just two more than Kevin Durant.
KD, by any reasonable standards, had an off night, though few players can have an off night and still score 21. Playing all 48 minutes, he was a dismal 5-21 from the floor, 0-4 on the long ball. (Both sides were pretty terrible from three: Memphis 3-14, OKC 6-25.) Both Reggie Jackson and Serge Ibaka were hitting fairly well, though Ibaka fouled out late.
So like I said: Memphis in five. The next question: Can the Grizzlies beat Miami? (I have to figure that they can dispose of San Antonio or Golden State.) They split the season series 1-1, each winning at home. A Grizzlies-Heat Finals would have a level of physicality that might scare MMA types. And at this point, we have to have something to hope for.