As soon as Pop tricked EVERYONE into believing that Splitter had no chance at starting alongside Duncan against the Lakers, then did it and in' crushed them twice in the middle of such a ridiculous schedule...I knew he was COY.
I liked the metaphor last year of Pop being the skipper on a tiny boat that everyone thought would sink, only to come out with the #1 seed in the west. This year, he's like a painter that's got all these pretty colours (like the colour Green and the colour Kawhi) and he's painting with an uncanny flow. Then the way he's integrated additional scenery like Diaw and Jackson...and suddenly you realize Pop is attempting to paint the most vicious, depraved, and violently sadistic masterpiece the NBA has ever seen - in blood.
And I like it. Congrats Pop!
