Monday night, Josh Okogie levitated. He had just completed a 1-on-4 fast break with a wrist-bending dunk, and as he held on to the rim to keep from flying into Target Center's expensive seats, Okogie found equipoise, suspending horizontally about 9 feet above the hardwood.
Karl-Anthony Towns screamed. Bench players danced. Andrew Wiggins awoke. The arena hummed.
For a franchise locked in a perpetual battle with inertia, Okogie is, to quote one of this century's greatest thinkers, manna from heaven. In one energetic stretch Monday, he turned a steal into that gravity-taunting dunk, blocked a shot, started a break and fed Gorgui Dieng for a dunk, dunked a contested alley-oop and produced a steal that led to a Towns dunk.
When he left the court, the Wolves led by 35 and he received a standing ovation. In 28 minutes of playing time, he was a plus-33.
Already a fan favorite because of his hustle, Okogie is becoming something more. He is becoming a Minnesota sports cult hero.
"He's nonstop," Tyus Jones said, invoking Okogie's locker room nickname. "It could be on the plane, at 2 in the morning, it could be at the shootaround, walk-through, whatever. That's how he's going to be. As soon as he walks in the gym he's dunking, jumping all over the place. His energy is unbelievable, and it's definitely contagious."
We've celebrated players like Okogie before, but this is a more exclusive club than you'd think. The requirements are specific and exclusionary, including this:
When they enter the game, everyone smiles.