Stephen Curry, the night San Antonio almost turned off the lights
There are games that are more than just a simple NBA appointment. Evenings where everything tightens, where each breath feels heavier, where you can sense the margin for error melting away like an ice cube on a hot plate.
The Golden State Warriors of Stephen Curry VS the San Antonio Spurs of Victor Wembanyama, in a stadium buzzing like during the great hours… and Stephen Curry floating in a dimension known only to true magicians. Final score 109-108. One point difference. A hair. A blink of an eye.
And in the midst of this chaos, 49 points. Forty-nine. A total that says everything, except how. Because that night, Curry didn’t score as he breathed. He scored as one survives.
Stephen Curry joins Michael Jordan as the only two players over the age of 37 to record 45+ points in back-to-back games 👏 pic.twitter.com/mkUcvJ8A3i
— Golden State Warriors (@warriors) November 15, 2025
A misleading start to the game
At first, it seemed like a quiet evening. The kind of game where Curry shoots cleanly, where Golden State plays its little collective jazz. Then the Spurs began to tighten the screws. Slowly, methodically, like a boa constrictor wrapping its prey without ever rushing the movement.
San Antonio is not always spectacular, but it’s cold, clinical, ruthless. And suddenly, in the blink of an eye, the gap narrowed, then reversed. Oracle fell silent. Yes, that happens.
And that’s when Curry sensed the scent of danger. The one that awakens his killer instinct.
The rise in temperature
Difficult shots became normal shots. Improbable shots became possible shots. And the “but come on Stephen, what are you doing” shots turned into daggers that change destinies.
A floater in the crowded paint. A step-back from planet Neptune. A lay-up with three Texas arms coming down on his shoulders.
Everything was attempted. San Antonio defended well, sometimes magnificently. But nothing worked. Stephen Curry carried the attack, the hopes, and the nerves of an entire franchise.
The final moments that stop breaths
Last minute. Score tighter than ever. You could almost hear the grinding teeth in the stands. The Spurs had the upper hand, the discipline, the patience. Golden State had only one possible response: give the ball to number 30 and pray really hard.
A shot that spins three times on the rim before going in. Another that arcs out of a poorly negotiated screen. And that final play, tense as a tightrope walker’s wire. One dribble. Two. Step-back. Net. Oracle explodes.
109-108. The kind of score that tells a story of a battle, not a game. San Antonio could have walked away with the victory. One point away. One possession away. One breath away.
Curry, again at the crossroads of genius and chaos
That night, the game of the greatest shooter in history didn’t resemble a perfect score. We saw inaccuracies, risky choices, play that sometimes flirts with breaking down. But it’s precisely there that Curry becomes colossal.
In adversity. In the bumpy turns. In those moments when every dribble is a gamble.
He finishes with 49 points, but above all with the mark of a leader who refuses the script written by others. A guy who transforms trap games into legends carved in stone.
If we had to sum up that night?
Curry once again pulled off a trick that no one else can do: surviving in chaos, and making art out of it.
Photo credit: Photo by RONALD CORTES / GETTY IMAGES NORTH AMERICA / GETTY IMAGES VIA AFP
Leave a Reply