Alan Page writhing between offensive linemen. John Randle, face painted, hog-tying a quarterback. Kirby Puckett scaling the Metrodome plexiglass.
Make room in the gallery. Thursday night, in Game 6 of the Western Conference semifinals, the Timberwolves produced one of the greatest clutch defensive performances by a Minnesota team since Puckett made that low-center-of-gravity-defying catch in ‘91.
The Wolves’ defense swarmed the defending champs, leading to a 115-70 victory over Denver in an atmosphere you had to hear to believe.
Minnesota has known the Purple People Eaters. There is no natural nickname for this Wolves’ defense because they don’t wear a distinctive color, and references to cannibalism are no longer fashionable.
Maybe this will suffice: They are the “The Twin Cities Shot Suppressors.”
Facing elimination, the Wolves remembered that they were the best defense in the NBA this season, and for the first six games of these playoffs.
Recapturing the swarming style that won the first two games of this series, the Wolves made the Nuggets look, however temporarily, like a G-League team.
“Once you get our defense in place, I like our chances,” Wolves coach Chris Finch said.