Reggie Jackson wanted to shoulder the responsibility, because I assume that’s what he read it says to do in the Alpha Dog Handbook.
“I failed my teammates,” Jackson said, somehow low-talking even more than he normally does. “They played great. We were never supposed to go to overtime. I let them down tonight. If anyone rests uneasy, it’s my fault.”
Jackson was talking about the look he at at the end of regulation, a clean opportunity at the buzzer to put the Pistons away and seal a big win for the Thunder. He shook Kentavious Caldwell-Pope on an iso at the free throw line, but seemed to stumble just slightly. He was open, but didn’t have enough time to reset, so he faded and let it fly high, hoping for one of those traditionally favorable Chesapeake bounces. It circled the iron and fell out, and the Thunder were off to an overtime they never gave themselves a chance in.
“Loved it, loved the look I got,” Jackson said. “I was wide open. Just didn’t go in.” Keep Reading…