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When the lights shine brightest, some stars just burn hotter. In a pivotal Game 3 of the Western Conference Finals, Anthony Edwards came out swinging like it was personal, and by the time the first quarter wrapped, the Oklahoma City Thunder looked like they were caught in a forest fire. And while Edwards was busy cooking, ESPN’s Stephen A. Smith was doing what he does best — narrating the moment.
Minnesota stormed ahead 34-14 after the opening frame, with Edwards dropping 16 points on a sizzling 6-of-8 shooting clip, including 3-of-5 from downtown. The Timberwolves’ defense? Smothering. Shai Gilgeous-Alexander was held to just two points, swallowed whole by a Wolves unit that looked nothing like the team that stumbled through Games 1 and 2. And obviously, it was bound to spark some words.
“Handle your business @theantedwards_,” Smith tweeted, attaching a photo of a pregame exchange where he and Edwards looked like they were about to co-author a playoff prophecy. Ant was too busy going full 2006 Dwyane Wade on the Thunder to notice. The Timberwolves absolutely flattened OKC in the first half, and by the looks of it, they weren’t playing basketball — they were painting a masterpiece.
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Handle your business @theantedwards_ pic.twitter.com/twnXTSqyFJ
— Stephen A Smith (@stephenasmith) May 25, 2025
By halftime? Edwards had 20 points, 8 rebounds, and 3 assists, with a shooting percentage smoother than Ray Allen’s jumper — 72.7% from the field. The 23-year-old even drew audible “M-V-P” chants from the crowd every time he breathed. And no, that’s not hyperbole. The man blinked, and fans screamed like it was 1996 and Michael Jordan had just uncorked a fadeaway.
Stephen A. Smith’s tweet: Perfect timing, wrong time
Let’s circle back to the Stephen A. moment. While Smith hit send, Ant hit a pull-up three. The irony is delicious. Smith, who’s been calling Edwards “box office” and comparing him to Kobe Bryant, Michael Jordan, and Vince Carter on First Take, finally posts a live-action endorsement — and Edwards is too busy being all those things at once to even glance at his phone. Honestly, if Ant had read that tweet in the moment, he might’ve dropped 40 in the half.
However, this wasn’t just an Ant show — the entire Timberwolves squad came out like they had the 2008 Celtics’ group chat energy. They held OKC to just 14 points in the first quarter, froze SGA like a rookie playing his first playoff game, and made adjustments on the fly that would make Gregg Popovich proud. Rudy Gobert, often the punchline of playoff jokes, was out there playing near half-court and getting steals.
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The Wolves didn’t get called for a personal foul for 8.5 minutes, showing that, yes, you can play intense defense without fouling. McDaniels and Gobert’s trapping schemes were tighter than a Spurs defensive rotation, which had the Thunder disoriented. Even Ajay Mitchell, a second-round rookie, got minutes for OKC. That’s how scrambled they were. Meanwhile, Naz Reid went 4-for-4, and Terrence Shannon Jr. dropped 9 points in 4 minutes.
The Wolves even forced more first-half turnovers than OKC had in the entirety of Game 2. And remember the “free throw merchant” chants from the Minnesota crowd when SGA finally got to the line? Cold. Blooded. That’s 2002 Sacramento Kings fan energy, and we’re here for it. The Wolves came into this game down 0-2, and the headlines were writing themselves: ‘Too Young,” “Too Soft,’ ‘Not Ready.’
But Ant changed that narrative with the ferocity of someone who’s been binge-watching old Paul Pierce “I called game” clips for motivation. And while Stephen A.’s tweet didn’t hit him in real time, it might as well have. Because of the message? It was clear.
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Anthony Edwards heard the noise. He just didn’t have to read it to respond.
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Is Anthony Edwards the next Jordan, or is Stephen A. Smith getting ahead of himself?