At the risk of turning up the water pressure in showering Gregg Popovich with the unconditional praise that seems to roll off his back just about any time he opens his mouth, be it as an endearing grandfather figure or an grumpy old man, I must say that he handled that perfectly. Of course, I speak not of the mildly contentious interaction that got him dismissed with the quickness of an alcoholic during Communion by an overreactive official that was clutching his pearls so tightly you'd think his house had been broken into and his favorite ensemble was at risk. Rather, I speak of the sarcastic way in which he went about addressing it. It takes a severe lack of fucks to set an NBA record in the race "up to here" on a referee, so I highly doubt the aftermath was all that calculated. Regardless, Pop being more than gracious in defeat while roping the winning coach into a comedy bit of which the punchline was the absurdity of his instant ejection gets the same point across as setting $25,000 on fire by spewing spite through the media. Maybe there's still a fine coming his way, maybe there's not. Fact remains that it's tough not to be swayed into believing he was in the right by the smirk that crept across your face while watching him perform satire with a respected peer of an opponent. He doesn't always care enough to display the type of veteran savvy from which the Golden State Warriors should take notes in his dealings with the people he unquestionably considers professional inconveniences. However, when he does he sure has a way of reminding us why we're so quick to give him the benefit of the doubt when he doesn't.
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