SFGATE columnist Drew Magary on Steph Curry making the implausible plausible
This won’t last. If you’re a Warriors fan, or just a fan of life in general, you know that there is an undefined but very real number of Steph Curry Games left in history. Outside of Tom Brady, you never get to see any great athlete play forever, which makes every great game they play increasingly more valuable to your memory as the end of their career appears over the horizon. Steph Curry can only play for so long and, at just 6’2” and 185 pounds, there’s only so much punishment his body can take, especially against a Celtics defense that’s nearly impossible to wash off once it’s stuck on you.
That’s what made last night one worth keeping in your bookmarks. Steph dropped 43 points on Boston, in a game that would have doomed Golden State had they lost it, and he earned every last one of them. It’s not simply that Steph makes insane threes, but that he can get them off while having about as much room as you do in an office elevator at 9 am. It was never a guaranteed that Steph would make it back to the Finals, given the injuries and defections that left both him and Golden State foraging in the wilderness, a wilderness from which they were never guaranteed to return. And it’s no guarantee that the Warriors will win THESE finals, given how talented and annoyingly disciplined Boston is. But what is guaranteed… is last night. That happened, and it was f–king awesome.