Go ahead and gripe about Russell Westbrook. Gripe about his shot selection, gripe about the chip on his shoulder, gripe that he’s not a point guard, gripe that he doesn’t fit, gripe that he doesn’t play well with others.
And then go ahead and cheer him for what he did Monday night in Boston.
Carried by Westbrook, Kevin Durant and a strange man wearing No. 2, the Thunder found a way to beat the Celtics 97-88 in Boston Monday.
This was one of those games you file away under the category of “Don’t Expect That Again.” Westbrook hit 3-4 from downtown, including two big-time shots late. And those 3s had every bit of Russell Westbrook in them they could possibly have. The irrational confidence to step up and take shots he probably shouldn’t be, but the will and desire to take them. If he clangs those shots and the Thunder lose, with that game being on national TV, he takes quite the beating over the next day. But he’s willing to put his feet to the fire. It’s why I love Russell Westbrook to death and will take him to battle over just about anyone. He is always going to be himself, no matter what the outside influences may say. Keep Reading…