The greatest game to date in franchise history came on Garnett's 28th birthday, exactly four years after Malik Sealy's tragic death, during Game 7 of the Western Conference Semifinals against the Sacramento Kings. Every seat in the Target Center was filled, though there would be little sitting that night. With 2.2 seconds remaining and the Wolves up by three, the Kings took the ball in-bounds for one last shot at a tie. After Chris Webber's buzzer-beating three-pointer rimmed in and out, the Target Center transformed into an insane asylum.Garnett, having just racked up 32 points, 21 rebounds, and 5 blocks, leapt up on the scorer's table and saluted the shrieking crowd, which turned out to be the most iconic moment of his career with the Timberwolves.
Downtown traffic that drizzling evening was at a standstill. Car horns—celebratory, not frustrated—echoed between office buildings. Hooting fans hanging out of car windows proudly waved Timberwolves flags and jerseys. It was the high point of the franchise.
Ah shit, kinder, warmer, better memories huh? Somehow we got tickets to that game, we were three or four rows down from the top of the Target Center, and it turned out to be a deliriously drunk euphoric amazing time. On the concourse chants of "Beat LA" broke out, and by the time we were in the stairwells going down to street level, it had changed to "Fuck LA." Youtube proof below that at one time, the team with the best record in the Western Conference was from Minnesota.
Video of the game mentioned starts around the 7:00 mark (fuck Brad Miller).
LA beat us.
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