We knew Wemby was going to be a problem. We did not know he was going to be THIS kind of problem this fast. The kid started racking up rejections like he was playing a different sport, and by the time he hit double digits, the timeline had already gone full meltdown mode.
For context: 10 blocks tied the all-time NBA playoff record, a mark that had stood for decades and belonged to names like Hakeem Olajuwon and Mark Eaton. Big, scary, paint-eating centers from a different era. Wemby tied it with time to spare, which is the kind of detail that makes you stop and re-read the box score to make sure you didn't hallucinate it.
And of course, he kept going. Block 11 dropped, the record was his alone, and that was that. A 7-foot-4 alien rewriting a category that has historically belonged to the most physically dominant centers the league has ever produced — and he did it before most of us are even comfortable saying his last name out loud.
The best take of the night, though, came from PFT, who nailed something about Wemby that's been quietly true since he showed up in the league. Most generational tall guys, the bar-stool consensus is always 'yeah I'd be that good if I were 7-foot-whatever.' Nobody is saying that about this guy. The skill, the mobility, the timing — none of it is just height.
11 blocks in a playoff game. By a second-year player. With time left on the clock. File this one away — we're going to be referencing this night for a long time.