104–97.
The Wolves lost by seven.
Sanders stood on the sideline, hands on his hips, and couldn't help but let out a sigh.
They had brought in several excellent players, Garnett was maturing, and their record had been solid. He had felt they had the strength to go head-to-head with the Phoenix Suns.
But he never expected the gap to still be this wide.
Garnett played 47 minutes!
The other starters all played more than 40 minutes.
It's truly demoralizing when you give it your all and still can't win, only to realize your opponent wasn't even going full-throttle.
He patted a dejected Garnett on the back and offered a word of comfort. Then, Sanders walked over to the other side, exchanged a few words with Skiles, and headed straight for Chen Yu.
"Chen, so, eight o'clock tomorrow morning? We have a flight to catch," Sanders asked with a smile, ignoring Brian, whose eyes were practically shooting fire.
"Sounds good."
After seeing Sanders off, Chen Yu turned and found West.
