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Game 2 of the Blazers-Lakers first round series went about as poorly as it could have for Portland. After three quarters they found themselves being blown out by 30, having scored just 58 points in the first three periods, and making matters far worse was seeing Damian Lillard leave the game late in the third with an left finger injury.

Lillard walked to the bench shaking and pulling on his left index finger after a defensive possession in which he reached in on an Anthony Davis drive, and was then being looked at by a number of members of the Blazers medical staff before leaving the court area for treatment, throwing a towel in frustration.

Given Lillard’s incredible significance to this Blazers team, having at times single-handedly willed them into victories in the Bubble just to make the playoffs, it’s very concerning for Portland to see him walk off the floor like that. He would return to stand off to the side and then the bench, looking obviously frustrated. The team announced shortly after that Lillard suffered a dislocated finger but not any sort of fracture, and that his day would be done.

The hope now is that Lillard will be able to be close to full strength for Game 3, where the Blazers will need him to be great, but he’s certainly going to be dealing with some pain going forward. Managing that is the name of the game for the next two days, and surely further updates will come.

In a shocking twist, the most exciting part of Unhinged, the movie in which Russell Crowe plays a sweaty, road-raging lunatic, isn’t watching Russell Crowe play a sweaty, road-raging lunatic. Oddly, the most compelling part of Unhinged is seeing just how much mayhem director Derrick Borte and writer Carl Ellsworth can squeeze out of this most mundane of premises. It’s like they got a waiter who didn’t smile once and based an entire revenge fantasy on it.

Unhinged begins with a montage of real-life road-rage incidents — entertaining, though oddly positioning road rage as one of the greatest challenges facing society, up there with climate change and global inequality. Hey, points for clarity of purpose. That fades into the background as we meet our protagonist, Rachel (played by Caren Pistorius) a young mom who can’t seem to get out of her own way. She’s going through a divorce, she woke up late, and now her son (Kyle, played by Gabriel Bateman) is headed for yet another tardy and detention, thanks to congested freeways and Rachel’s poor choice of route (“Mom, no, don’t take the freeway!”). A client has just fired her by phone (again, thanks to her inability to show up on time) when she comes to a stoplight. That’s where Russell Crowe’s big pick-up truck awaits, parked ominously at the intersection even though the light has turned green.

Rachel sits there, annoyed for a beat (seems like she could just go around?) until she lays on the horn to express her discontent. At this point I turned to my fiancée and said, “Oh come on, just give a little tap to get the guy’s attention.” (This will become relevant in a second.) Rachel speeds around, but a second later ends up right next to the same pick-up at a red light. Crowe leans over in his seat, motions for Rachel’s son to roll down the window, all so he can ask, “Excuse me, ma’am, have you ever heard of a courtesy tap?” (Thank you!)

This failure to courtesy tap becomes, Seinfeld-like, the inciting incident around which this entire wild film revolves. Crowe’s character, sweaty, southern, and with a pronounced pot belly, the kind of Alex Jones-esque mien that screams “just received bad news at a custody hearing,” spends the rest of Unhinged trying to murder Rachel and everyone she knows to punish her (and all women) for this unconscionable breach of the social contract.

Again, you have to credit Carl Ellsworth and Derrick Borte (the latter of whom once directed a film called “H8RZ“) for clarity of concept. That being said, I thought I’d signed up to be bellowed at by a fat Aussie, rendering Crowe’s Southern twang slightly disappointing. There’s no narrative reason why this guy had to be a Southerner, and in fact Unhinged in every other way attempts to disguise its own geography. It was shot in New Orleans. Why not just make the setting New Orleans? Make it any place, but choose one. A movie set in a place always beats one set in no place.

There’s little to complicate the chase plot after the inciting incident and throughout, Unhinged’s biggest asset is its willingness to kill off characters at the drop of a hat. It’s a one-note movie (almost gloriously so) that has basically one trick, the smash-cut-to-gruesome-and-gratuitous death.

Yet within that monolithic structure there is a certain intriguing nuance. Crowe’s character, a man at the end of his rope, is not quite an anti-heroic psychopath in the vein of Michael Douglas in Falling Down or Travis Bickle; the movie is more like a straight-up slasher flick where an evil killer stalks a spunky woman. Yet Unhinged takes pains to make clear that Rachel could’ve avoided this predicament, if only she’d been a little nicer, as if the intended moral of the story was “come on, sweetie, show us that smile.”

Crowe’s character is clearly the antagonist, a sweaty, overweight divorcee with a bone to pick with society, essentially Alex Jones with the dial turned one more degree towards homicidal. Yet he’s also, vaguely, a romantic figure, enforcing a social contract that the movie itself ends up validating. That Unhinged‘s ads screech “only in theaters!” feels a bit like a plea to Jones’ audience.

Yet where Alex Jones stokes a culture war, Unhinged‘s One Big Issue is, of all things, road rage. Ah, horn etiquette, one of the defining issues of our time. Part of me wishes that the entire film had turned out to be a Watchmen-esque film-within-a-film at the end, pulling back to reveal that director’s child had been killed by some road rage incident. At least that way the movie would’ve left me with some feeling other than, “Wow, he sure overreacted, huh?”

‘Unhinged’ opens in theaters August 21st. Vince Mancini is on Twitter. You can access his archive of reviews here.

Former ‘Veep’ and ‘Seinfeld’ star Julia Louis-Dreyfus hosted the final night of the 2020 Democratic National Convention and she brought jokes, something not typically found at American major party political conventions. (On the bright side, maybe now they will be?) Dreyfus opened the program by taking some shots at Vice President Mike Pence’s (probably deliberate) mispronunciations of Sen. Kamala Harris’ name — (“I cannot wait to see [Harris] debate our current Vice President, Meeka Pints.”) — then urged viewers to text “VOTE” to 30330 to get information on voting in the areas they live. She added, “An easy way to remember 30330 is that’s the year Donald Trump will finally release his tax returns.”

This set the table for Louis-Dreyfus to channel her inner Selina Meyer and deliver the roundhouse punch of her opening monologue: “If we all vote, there is nothing Facebook, Fox News, and Vladimir Putin can do to stop us.”

Additionally, Louis-Dreyfus also worked in a dig at Trump for the excessive force used against protestors in June for a staged photo-op of Trump holding a bible outside of a church: “Just remember, Joe Biden goes to church so regularly that he doesn’t even need tear gas and a bunch of federalized troops to help him get there.”

Cue Trump tweeting that Julia Louis-Dreyfus is a “nasty woman” in 3…2…1.

Mark Jackson would like another coaching job in the NBA very much, if that hasn’t been clear by the last five years of him being in the top ESPN commentary booth. Jackson’s clear desire to get back on the bench is understandable, as he had success with the Warriors, helping to lay a foundation that became a dynasty after Steve Kerr took over for him — at the same time, there are reasons he was let go by the Warriors and reasons they reached their pinnacle after he left.

It has become a running joke that whenever a team with a potential coaching vacancy plays on a game Jackson calls that he gives a little extra breakdown and do a little light campaigning for the job. That wasn’t the case on Thursday night as the Lakers mowed down the Blazers in Game 2 of their first round series to even things up, but Jackson did find himself a hot topic of conversation on Twitter after he made a comment on the broadcast about George Karl’s coaching, namely how his teams were never great defensive teams.

Karl was watching the game and the former Sonics, Bucks, and Nuggets head coach decided he had plenty of time for Jackson, @-ing the broadcaster and asking some, well, pointed questions of Jackson’s coaching resume.

There are plenty of valid critiques of George Karl as a coach — ones some of his former players will happily tell you about — but he did have a great deal of success at various stops and certainly has a stronger resume than Jackson (albeit with many more opportunities). Jackson likely isn’t on Twitter during the game so a response won’t be coming anytime soon, if at all, but it’s always entertaining to have a little coaching beef going on, even if neither of them are active coaches in the NBA still.

The shooting incident between Megan Thee Stallion and Tory Lanez has left fans and peers in the music industry questioning the true nature of the night in question in the Hollywood Hills. Over a month after Tory’s arrest for possession of a concealed weapon, a charge that later brought to light Megan Thee Stallion’s gunshot wounds following her post to Instagram, the Houston rapper took to Instagram Live Thursday night to shed some truth on the situation and voice her frustration with comments and accusations made towards her on social media.

Making sure her viewers understood her loud and clear during her livestream, Megan confirmed that Tory Lanez shot her following an argument in the Hollywood Hills. “Yes, this n**** Tory shot me. You shot me and you got your publicist and your people going to these blogs lying and sh*t,” she said during the livestream. She would then question Tory and his team’s decision to spread false information about the shooting, saying “Stop lying, why lie? I don’t understand.”

Megan also gave a bit of detail behind the shooting in her livestream. “It’s only four muhf*ckas in the car. Me, you, my homegirl, and your security, everybody in the car arguing. I’m in the front seat, this n**** in the backseat. I get out the car, I’m done arguing, I don’t want to argue no more, I get out. I’m walking away, this n**** from out the backseat of the car start shooting me. You shot me! I ain’t get cut by no glass.”

Megan would also admit to trying to protect the rapper following the shooting, but could no longer do so after watching the false information spread. “I tried to keep the situation off the internet, but you dragging it, you really f*cking dragging it,” she said before addressing the false rumors surrounding the shooting. “Muhf*ckas talking about I hit this n****, I never hit you. Muhf*ckas was like ‘Oh she mad because he was tryna f*ck with Kyle,’ no I wasn’t.”

The Houston rapper’s livestream arrives after she posted pictures of her gunshot wounds in response to rumors about the shooting on social media.

Watch a portion of Megan Thee Stallion’s livestream in the video above.

It all started on Slack when my editor asked what I had planned for coverage related to Tenet, the Christopher Nolan movie that will be the first noteworthy movie back in theaters in the United States, as a pandemic that’s killed over 170,000 Americans continues to ravage the country. This is not an unusual question I was being asked, one I’ve been asked too many times to count, related to whatever movie happens to be coming out soon. But, yes, this time was different in that I didn’t really have an answer. Eventually, after hemming and hawing, I admitted I’ve been giving this one a lot of thought and was having a hard time with it, morally. The thing I keep asking myself is, if I wouldn’t walk into a movie theater right now, how can I cover a movie that might potentially influence someone to do that? And then my editor said, “Well, why don’t you write that piece?” So, that’s what this is.

And look, I don’t want this to come off like I’m tsk-tsk-ing anyone who has already decided they are going to see Tenet in a theater. I just don’t want to be a part of anyone’s decision-making process because, frankly, the whole thing just doesn’t feel right. Well, I guess that’s not totally true, because if you ask me if you should go to a theater right now, my answer will be, “absolutely not.” Again, I wouldn’t go, so how on earth can I write anything that makes it seem like going to a theater right now is at all normal or a smart thing to do? Honestly, it’s pretty unbelievable we are even at a point where this is even happening.

It’s not only that I wouldn’t go, but right now, where I live, I can’t go. New York City will not have open theaters and Governor Andrew Cuomo recently said, “I am sure there is a whole group people who say, ‘I cannot live without going to the movies.’ But on a relative risk scale, a movie theater is less essential and poses a high risk. It is congregant. It is one ventilation system. You are seated there for a long period of time.” AV Club asked experts on infectious disease and the conclusion was, “It’s just about the last thing I’d do right now.” So this is obviously a dangerous thing to do, but studios and theaters are throttling full speed ahead into the danger because, well, there’s money to be made.

I stayed in New York City in April and May when the pandemic was at its worst here. If you don’t live in New York City, you might be tired of hearing about the nonstop ambulance sirens, but it’s true. It was a literal nightmare. And I still have nightmares about it all and probably will the rest of my life. A publicist emailed me about why I was having so much trouble with theaters reopening and my response was, “Having a mobile refrigerated morgue truck parked a few blocks from your apartment changes a person.” I wasn’t trying to be glib, it’s just the truth. In April, I remember looking at those trucks and thinking, well, if things go south for me, I guess that’s where I’ll wind up. Loaded onto a truck parked on the street. And back then, I never, ever even considered we’d be trying to come up with excuses to get a bunch of people together to sit in a room together for a couple of hours before this thing was contained. My main wish in life right now is not to see Tenet. My main wish is never to have to experience the nightmare New York City went through in April ever again. And if keeping movie theaters closed (as well as most inside entertainment events) prevents that, which it sure seems like it does, that’s what should be done.

Here’s the problem I have with at least most theater chains right now. And I get this question a lot: “What’s the difference between going to a grocery store and a theater?” Look, I’m not an expert, so I’m just going off what the experts are saying and using a little bit of common sense. But a person isn’t in a grocery store for over two hours, just sitting there in one place with the same group of people all breathing in the same air together. And in a grocery store people are at least supposed to be wearing masks. Yes, people break the rule, but at least the rule exists, and it’s easy to spot people who are not following the rule. And if you see someone without a mask you can do everything you can to avoid them. A person’s one on one exposure with everyone else in the store is fairly short. The theater chains that even do require masks all have a pretty asinine loophole that allows you to take the mask off while “eating or drinking.” So, yeah, that could wind up being pretty much the whole movie as Fred Steadman (I just made up a name), or whoever, chows down on his extra-large popcorn while spraying viral particles out to everyone else in the theater watching Tenet. Large theater chains make their money selling concessions. So of course there’s a loophole in safety measures so they can do that. As it turns out, the virus that has killed 170,000 Americans doesn’t take a break while you eat your Sno-Caps and your Junior Mints.

Look at this answer from Josh Boone, the director of the oft-delayed New Mutants, about if movies should be playing in theaters: “I mean the last act of the movie was designed to be seen on big screens, like IMAX screens, like it has a massive bear in it and crazy sound design […] I do think people should be going to the movies. If they can go to a house party with 700 people without masks on, they can put on a mask and go to a movie and maybe get their rocks off in a more productive way.”

So that’s the “movie theaters in a pandemic are good” argument? That there’s a giant bear? And that a bunch of idiots had a party, so therefore why not? What are we even talking about here? (Also, this has nothing to do with Josh Boone who I actually feel for a bit because he’s been put in a tough situation, but I’ve noticed a lot of the directors and filmmakers telling you to go back to theaters because nothing can beat the theatrical presentation, even in a pandemic, all have their own private home theaters.)

And theater chains are making a big show about how they are disinfecting everything, which only creates the illusion of safety. This is, as The Atlantic dubbed it, “Hygiene Theater.” Basically, the amount of people who contract COVID-19 from surfaces is such a minuscule number compared to how it’s actually and easily spread, by hanging around on particles in the air in indoor areas, like, say, a movie theater.

It’s been pretty frustrating watching entity after entity reopen, then fail. We, as a country, didn’t put in the work to get the numbers down, but we want the rewards anyway. Everything about this stems from a lack of leadership from the top down. What happens with no leadership at the top is everyone else just passes the buck. The word from the studios releasing movies, and the theaters, is some form of, “We will follow every local guideline.” But there are hard-hit places with either virtually no guidelines or extremely lax guidelines. So what this does, when there’s an outbreak, is let the theaters say, “Oh, well, we didn’t do anything wrong, we followed all the local rules.” And you’re going to be seeing a lot of that over the coming weeks. Because we already saw it when bars and restaurants opened up too early. As we are seeing now — colleges are opening, then shutting down because of outbreaks. It’s like everyone has to touch the hot stove themselves to be sure it’s burning, and movie theaters are next in line. It’s an endless cycle of, “Well, nothing seems to stop the virus from spreading when large groups of people get together, but I think WE have it figured out.” I guess I worry the most about people who don’t pay attention and, maybe even somewhat reasonably, think, well, a movie theater wouldn’t be open right now if it wasn’t safe, right? Then they read a glowing review. Maybe I even wrote that review? When the truth is, right now, the people in charge certainly aren’t worried about your safety.

(It must be noted that the extremely strict NBA and NHL bubbles seem to be working. Of course, the NHL is playing all its games in Canada, a country that actually got their national numbers down to a good level. Major League Baseball does not have a bubble and has been plagued by infections. So think about it this way: if Major League Baseball, with all of its money and resources and testing, can’t stop its players, who they’ve invested millions of dollars into, from getting sick, how in the world can movie theaters protect you?)

Here’s some honest truth: my job kind of depends on movie theaters opening again and you going to theaters. You going to movies indirectly benefits me. And my goodness, I’d love to see a movie in a theater right now. I’d love to see Tenet. I’d also love to go to bars! But it’s not safe right now. For me, neither of these things are worth getting a disease scientists don’t even fully understand yet. And we didn’t do what was needed to get the numbers down like other places in the world, but we are going forward with this anyway as thousands of people die from COVID every day. And look, this isn’t some grand proclamation from me that I’ll never cover movies playing in theaters. Morally, it certainly doesn’t feel right, but I don’t know how long that’s feasible and still be able to do this job. But like I said, seeing mobile morgue trucks a few blocks from where you live sure does change a person.

And, 100 percent, I get that a lot of smaller theaters are really struggling. I have so much empathy for them, but that’s why there should be government support, not putting more people at risk to keep them in operation. And here in New York, Broadway being shut down now at least until early 2021 has been devastating. The whole city has been devastated. But we also saw the alternative and it was a nightmare. And that’s a reason why I don’t have the answer to any of this. It’s all such a mess. It didn’t have to be a mess, but it is a mess. The only thing I know for sure is I wouldn’t go to a movie theater right now if my life depended on it.

You can contact Mike Ryan directly on Twitter.

This week handed us our first sad farewells of the Bubble, with teams eliminated from playoff contention heading home. Bittersweet for the departing players who get to see their families, friends and their own beds again, but who, like in the case of the 2019-2020 undefeated* Phoenix Suns, played their hearts out and still have not too much to show for it.

This is no real, wager-worthy prediction, but ‘Yoffs in the Bub are going to get weird.

While players that remain have more or less locked in with the equivalent of a string of steam nose emojis, they are still living out their daily lives under incredibly regimented circumstances, with a little more downtime, in one of the most bizarre places on earth. This week there was one midnight raid attempt by the Jazz, Robin Lopez Zoomin’ with every team mascot, and Hassan Whiteside losing the concept of space and time. Resort living ennui is kicking in and dudes so dialed-in still need to blow off steam somehow so I wonder, until the Finals roll around, if the off-court action is going to match the in-game unpredictability. This is the one prediction you literally can’t bet on, and for that I am grateful.

*in the Bub, fine.

LeBron James

James has a knack for elevating anything he undertakes so why stop at basketball, philanthropy, political engagement, and entrepreneurship when reading is right there, the last slovenly acceptable bastion for so many? Do I like that I can no longer read flopped out at any time, or any angle I choose? No, but I must accept the game has been changed.

James also had some tequila delivered to him that he does not intend to share.

Rating: Casual reminder 99% of all IG commenters need to be shot into space.

Kyle Lowry

This came from a scrum, which technically exists on the precipice of in-game activity which I do not cover here, and off-court revelry of which I absolutely do, but I’ve ruled it can stay by virtue of its standalone energy.

Rating: When life hands you a gift you have to know when to accept, with both fingers up. That’s what Eat, Pray, Love was all about.

Paul George

George took in a little UFC action in his hyperbaric chamber,or perhaps portable sauna, either way should we be worried at all about his laptop exploding in there? I know the Clippers need a little bit of oomph but there’s gotta be a better way to get it.

Rating: Heat tube? Sweat cylinder? Part of his skincare routine?

Serge Ibaka

Ibaka spent his off day between games, post practice, making multiple trips to his floor’s ice machine. He filled hotel issued ice bucket and what looks like a large bowl, maybe a decorative bowl from his room, lined with a plastic bag after patient hotel issued ice bucket and what looks like a large bowl, maybe a decorative bowl from his room, lined with a plastic bag with ice, carried it back to his room, and dumped it into the bathtub.

There are many people who would do this for him. Team staff, and then probably very nice hotel employees, but our guy did it himself.

Rating: And that’s why he’s… AVEC CLASSE.

Josh Richardson

Richardson received a care package this week with snacks and very beautiful drawings, one (bottom right) that should go into consideration for the Sixers new rebrand after the rebuild that is, assuredly, by now, it must right??, be coming.

Rating: If Trump’s unconstitutional messing with the postal service disrupts even one of these care packages so help me I’ll riot. That and the ballots.

P.J. Tucker

Another week, another gorgeous vintage uncorked by Tucker, enjoying himself the best way he knows how — immaculately alone.

But don’t worry, he’s getting out there and spending quality time with his teammates. Here he is with Eric Gordon in his and his ice baths,

Gordon seeming weirdly oblivious while Tucker makes the correct response, a rapid sucking in and out of air through increasingly clenched teeth.

Rating: Face undergoing enough contortions to count as an anti-aging exercise in self massage.

Luka Doncic

Doncic took to the hotel parking lot this week to whack a few tennis balls with what maybe looks like a competition grade ping-pong paddle, but as you know I am an expert in basketball-adjacent activities, not racquet-adjacent ones. Also I’m not sure who he was playing against? A distant Boban passing by assures us we aren’t alone with these questions.

[Ed. Note: It’s pickleball!]

Rating: I would argue a distant Boban, just in this plane of space and time, is comfort enough in any situation to assure one that they aren’t alone.

Rudy Gay

Big, big mail week for Gay, unfortunately just as he had to pack up and leave Disney. First, several plastic mail sleeves of snacks. Oreos, Reese cups, this aptly named Rice Krispie bar thing, they all came through for Rudy.

Then, in a more adult unboxing, Gay got at least four bottles of very nice wine, though I wonder on the pairings here. Does a Cab Sauv go well with the cacao bite and smooth cream of an Oreo? That weird Dunk’d thing, does it come alive in the silky, sure grips of a juicy Merlot?

Rating: It’s a good thing Gay and P.J. Tucker never met on the court after this, it would have been all the fuel Tucker needed for an absolute roasting.

Jordan Clarkson

This is what happens when there’s no way to tell where a joke becomes reality, reality a joke, just a never-ending, undulating yin-yang of balance in the world. This is also what happens when Jordan Clarkson finds a new IG filter.

Rating: It’s Jordan Clarkson time, forever.

Boban Marjanovic

It was Boban’s birthday this week! Happy Birthday Boban! The Mavs celebrated their biggest man with several birthday cakes, the largest and most central is hopefully the one Boban got all to himself.

Rating: And thank you to Tim Hardaway Jr. who was the dutiful team dad in this moment, even committing to a camcorder filter for added authenticity.

Robin Lopez

Sure yes sure, this is an ad, but was it not also a pleasant reunion with some familiar hairy faces of whom we undoubtedly miss? The irony is of course that Lopez is better known for his altercations with mascots than his loving appreciation of them, but it is still fun to picture him scheduling a zoom with all of them as they continue to “work from home”, to instruct them to get an app they can’t use because their hands can’t hold a phone, let alone maneuver an app.

Rating: Have the Disney mascots yet faced Robin’s wrath, I wonder?

Jae Crowder

Ya ya, two scrum photos this is getting a little INSIDE the NBA over here I know, but how can I help it? A dead serious Crowder in a Mickey hat, tallying wins for the team that’s possibly the most regimented and least goofy tin the league? It’s my literal job.

Rating: Heat in 4.

Rudy Gobert

This week Gobert became momentarily transfixed by this freaky bird. It sat on the railing pluming and preening while Gobert zoomed in and out, in and out, trying to get a handle on the thing.

Rating: I think it’s a white ibis? But Bubble Bird Watch is a whole other column.

Hassan Whiteside

Whiteside underwent an acute experience of losing his grip on space and time this week. As he notes in the video, he went to call Tyler Johnson and was left feeling confused when Johnson didn’t pick up. What were they going to discuss? Strategies of how to come out of their respective conferences and meet at the proverbial center stage? We’ll never know, because the conversation never happened, because Tyler Johnson was in the middle of playing a basketball game. Whiteside can’t believe it, “He’s playing!” he says to an empty hotel room, then, quieter, “That’s crazy.”

Rating: Maybe he was calling to confirm the time of the Nets next game, so he could go and watch. Oh.

Donovan Mitchell and Mike Conley

Conley returned to the Bub this week after his wife, Mary Peluso, gave birth to their 3rd child. First, big shout out to Mary for being like, “I’m good” with a newborn and two young kids at home. Second, Conley of course is in mandatory quar and can’t leave his room. Mitchell and the boys made a midnight run in a half Say Anything style gesture and half your well-meaning friends pulling up outside your place and leaning on the horn for a solid twenty minutes.

“It’s Mike!” Mitchell repeated, while someone else shouted, “Michael?!”

Conley, kindest man alive, beamed beatifically from behind his room’s window and flashed a hearty double thumbs-up, spirits officially buoyed.

Rating: What I’d give for Conley’s version of this vid but damn if that man doesn’t live wholly in the moment.

Dion Waiters

Waiters is still watching Game of Thrones but he gave no narration this week, no preamble, so my sense is he’s just past the Red Wedding and realizing this whole thing isn’t gonna get wrapped up any time soon and we stand to lose some guys along the way.

Rating: Not an ideal point in the arc for where the Lakers are at.

Andre Iguodala

Look, we all know that when you get older you take your joys in life from the simpler things. Still, Igoudala, perhaps telling on himself with this one?

Rating: After reading up a little more, this over needs you to scan things for it to know how to cook your food. Maybe a time Iggy wished he wasn’t so rude to his Gen Z Grizzlies teammates in case he needs to call somebody up for tech support.

Kyle Kuzma

Kuz took a page out of Tucker’s book but when you’re not typically living your life one refined mile at a time, a scene like this seems… sad? Because I’m inclined to say this thing probably has a fruit punch flavor, I have once again called in resident cigar expert, Robby Kalland for comment:

We have two options here, one, Kuzma has the plug on Cuban Bolivars and for that, I commend him (and also, holler at ya boy, Kuz). The other option is he is having a $500 bottle of wine with a $3.50 Dominican Bolivar (if so, holler at me for some better recommendations), but either way I love this. The herfador in the background is a veteran cigar traveler move, and there’s few better late night vibes than a nice glass of red and quality stick. As we all know, Kuz is all about the vibes.

Rating: Yeah I still wanna say it’s fruit punch flavored.

J.R. Smith

Rating: Gorgeous.

Patrick Patterson

No thank you, Patrick!

Rating: We couldn’t possibly.

Kyle Guy

This one’s a bittersweet bummer. Guy, who has been a two-way player for the Kings all season, was picked as a last minute addition to round out their restart roster. Not only did he give it his all, but he was all-in on being there for his teammates, just the most positive bubble Guy.

Rating: Hang loose out there in the wide world, good buddy.

BONUS: The Grand Floridian Mallard Duck

Terrence Ross stays hot on the trail of the new proud mom, the Grand Floridian Mallard Duck. Ross spotted the small family out for an evening stroll on one of the boardwalks adjacent to the hotel and its many, swampy ponds. He wished them a good night.

The NBA’s bubble is going swimmingly in Orlando thus far, and there is plenty of buzz on how the remainder of the 2019-20 season will unfold. Everything is up in the air with regard to the 2020-21 season, however, with ongoing discussions between the NBA and NBPA on the salary cap machinations and much more. To that end, reports have swirled on the start of the 2020-21 season, with the NBA initially announcing a target date of Dec. 1 and recent rumblings that a delay could be inevitable due to the state of affairs with COVID-19 and the financial realities of the league.

On Thursday evening, much of the focus was on the NBA Draft Lottery but, in advance of the drawing itself, NBA commissioner Adam Silver shed light on the situation for next season and he didn’t stand firm with the early December target date.

The NBA has shared that up to 40 percent of the league’s revenue comes from game-day operations, which would illuminate at least part of the league’s thinking with any delay. Beyond that, the 2019-20 season is scheduled to conclude in mid-October, meaning that an early Dec. target date was always optimistic on account of a (very) short offseason for teams making deep postseason runs.

At present, projecting a specific timeline for the start of the 2020-21 season seems like a fool’s errand, and even this statement from Silver was lacking in firm detail. Still, the fact that he was willing to say that Dec. 1 is “feeling a bit early” is likely a strong indication that a delay, of some length, is in the offing.

The 2020 NBA Draft Lottery took place on Thursday night, and after the ping pong balls did their thing, the Timberwolves found themselves sitting with the No. 1 pick in this October’s Draft. The Warriors will follow them with the No. 2 pick in the Draft, while the Hornets sit in third and Bulls sit in fourth having both jumped over the Knicks in the lottery, leaving New York picking eighth. Due to the COVID-19 pandemic, this year’s Draft Lottery occurred virtually as opposed to in a conference room in a Manhattan hotel, with Mark Tatum delivering the pick order from Secaucus, New Jersey.

Here’s how the entire Lottery will break down:

1. Minnesota Timberwolves
2. Golden State Warriors
3. Charlotte Hornets
4. Chicago Bulls
5. Cleveland Cavaliers
6. Atlanta Hawks
7. Detroit Pistons
8. New York Knicks
9. Washington Wizards
10. Phoenix Suns
11. San Antonio Spurs
12. Sacramento Kings
13. New Orleans Pelicans
14. Boston Celtics (via Grizzlies)

With tiebreakers being settled last week, we now know exactly what the first round order will look like in mid-October (at least until trades begin happening).

15. Magic
16. Trail Blazers
17. Timberwolves (via Nets via Hawks)
18. Mavericks
19. Nets (via 76ers via Clippers)
20. Miami
21. 76ers (via Thunder via 76ers via Magic)
22. Nuggets (via Rockets)
23. Jazz
24. Bucks (via Pacers)
25. Thunder (via Nuggets)
26. Celtics
27. Knicks (via Clippers)
28. Lakers
29. Raptors
30. Celtics (via Bucks via Suns)

Unlike the 2019 Draft, in which Zion Williamson and Ja Morant were viewed as no-brainer options to go with the top picks, this Draft lacks a clear-cut No. 1 pick. Names like Anthony Edwards of Georgia, James Wiseman of Memphis, and LaMelo Ball of the Illawarra Hawks have been mentioned as potential top options, while this Draft’s depth has been especially praised. For the Wolves, they now have a fascinating decision to make, as they already have Russell as their lead scoring guard and Karl-Anthony Towns as an offensive marvel. Given the makeup of the top of this draft, there’s not a clear perfect fit, but Edwards and Ball will likely be the widely projected two potential picks of Minnesota if they don’t shop it around — as Golden State almost assuredly will be doing with the No. 2 overall pick.

The 2020 NBA Draft is scheduled to take place on Friday, Oct. 16.

Last night, SZA took to Twitter to voice her frustrations with her label, Top Dawg Entertainment. In the now-deleted tweets, SZA directed fans to ask TDE president Punch to release her music as fans have been waiting for a new release since her 2017 album, Ctrl.

When a fan shared a screenshot with her proving requests have been made to Punch, but to no avail, SZA responded with additional frustration saying, “This is all he says to me as well. Welcome to my f*cking life .” Despite describing her relationship with Punch as “hostile,” SZA has returned to Twitter with an update now that the dust has settled.

Responding to tweets calling for her freedom from the label, SZA denies being held “hostage” by TDE. “Don’t nobody need to free me Lmao I’m not held hostage n neither is my music!!,” she said in one tweet. “Me n punch be disagreeing ..hes never steered me wrong and I trust Gods timing.”

In a pair of tweets following the first post, SZA would explain the turnaround from her tweets the night before. “Lmao when u don’t get somewhere By urself u can’t always make ALL the decisions by urself. And das ok,” she said in the tweet. “Sometimes u gotta be patient .. sometimes no is a blessing… i trust the ppl around me… And by being patient I mean ME !! I gotta learn it. *paaatience paaaatience paaatience is a virtue*”

Contrary to the thinking at the start of 2020, it’s been a quiet year for TDE as many of the artists who had confirmed or were rumored for 2020 releases, like Reason, Schoolboy Q, and Kendrick Lamar, have yet to reveal much info about their albums. This may be a result of the pandemic that has affected all corners of the music industry, of course, but it remains to be seen if TDE will come through with some 2020 releases or continue to leave fans waiting.