We try to make sense of another miserable night as Spurs slide deeper into the mess, and honestly, it gets pretty bleak. There’s talk of panic attacks, lines in the sand, Van de Ven frustration, player accountability, whether Tudor is seeing something none of us can, and if there is actually any way out of this at all. It’s dark, it’s angry, it’s weirdly funny in places, and it’s probably the most honest reflection yet of what supporting Spurs feels like right now.