Lowe: How Lillard and the Blazers bounced back from that shocking sweep

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As the shell-shocked Portland Trail Blazers dressed in the visiting locker room in New Orleans, processing a humiliating sweep that stretched their postseason losing to streak 10 games, Paul Allen, the team’s longtime owner, walked in to address them.

Allen typically thanked the team after the final game each season. He began by congratulating them on 49 wins and the No. 3 seed. His tone turned serious. The playoffs were the NBA’s “litmus test,” he said, using a phrase he would repeat often during the tense next month of evaluation. The sweep was “unacceptable,” Allen told them, according to several sources who were there. (Allen tragically passed away less than six months later of complications related to non-Hodgkin lymphoma.)

The language unnerved some players and staff. They feared a shakeup — feared for their jobs. Damian Lillard had been readying himself for any outcome since the New Orleans Pelicans won Game 2 in Portland. Phil Beckner, one of Lillard’s coaches at Weber State and a confidante since, texted Lillard after that game to see if he needed anything. “Door’s open,” Lillard replied. Beckner knew what that meant: Come over.

They stayed up until 1:30 a.m. Lillard flipped from ESPN to TNT, watching silently as commentators ripped him and the team — ripped his 13-of-41 shooting through two games, his seven turnovers in Game 2, his quaking in the face of New Orleans’ trapping defense.

“He just sat and sighed — deep breaths,” Beckner says. “It affected him.”

“I remember watching and thinking, ‘Man, this can’t be how it’s supposed to end,'” Lillard says. “It was draining to deal with those first two losses and even harder to sleep after watching [the media] drag us.”

They never recovered. Portland had abruptly reached the point at which a lot of good teams fracture. Someone powerful — the owner, the star — loses trust in the coach. Teammates whisper about each other: He didn’t get the job done. Why does he play over me?

Ownership came close to firing Terry Stotts, several sources say. Teams with head-coaching vacancies, including Phoenix, began engaging third parties about Stotts’ potential interest in their jobs, sources say.

But the Blazers didn’t break. Lillard fought for Stotts. “I was asked what I thought, and I just said I love him as a coach,” Lillard says. “We all love him.” (They show it, too. When Stotts moved into third place on Portland’s all-time win list last season, CJ McCollum bought him an $1,800 bottle of Bordeaux.)

Neil Olshey, the team’s GM, fought even harder. They haven’t always seen eye-to-eye, but entering their seventh year together, Stotts and Olshey have developed an understanding: Olshey stays away from players who don’t fit Stotts’ style, and Stotts coaches what he gets. The players will never see them at odds in any serious, prolonged way. There is no taking sides in Portland because there are no sides at the highest levels.

That ethos extends into the locker room. Last summer, Lillard overhead a teammate grumbling about minutes, questioning why another teammate played more. “Don’t be that guy,” Lillard told him, according to Beckner.

Lillard and McCollum tolerate no squabbling, or blame games. They understand how one comment can lead to another, and engender resentment that erodes a team’s culture. That code saved the Blazers in the aftermath of the sweep. Lillard heaped blame on himself, publicly and privately. Everyone else saw that, and looked inward.

“I grew up that way,” Lillard says. “Let’s say we had to clean the house, and my job was to clean the kitchen. My brother is supposed to do the bathroom. My sister is supposed to clean the living room. If I do my job but that other stuff ain’t done, then we didn’t do it. That was my upbringing. We all go down together.”

They convinced Allen to give everyone at least one more season. In turn, they promised changes: more shooting around Evan Turner on second units, rejiggered rotation patterns that would have Lillard and McCollum playing more together, tweaks to freshen the offense. They vowed to get off to a better start after hitting the midway point of each of the past three seasons around .500 — requiring sprints for playoff positioning.

(Lillard rolled his ankle in Portland’s 78th game last season, and gutted through pain to help them clinch the third seed. The team wonders how their first-round series might have unfolded if they had been able to rest Lillard down the stretch.)

So far, they have rewarded Allen’s faith: 11-5 against a tough schedule. They have one of the league’s nastiest schedules over the first three-plus months. If they are five or six games over .500 by mid-January — when they have typically started ascending — they should be in good position.

“Hopefully we’re not playing late games that feel like playoff games,” McCollum says.

With Houston scuffling, the Blazers wonder: Why can’t we finish second in the Western Conference? (They actually enter tonight tied for first.) But that would not inoculate them from another franchise-shaking upset. It wouldn’t even guarantee they’d be sizable favorites in the first round. Lose again, and they’d have to contemplate whether they can keep going with this same central cast. Regardless: Don’t expect them to break up Lillard and McCollum just to do it.


Winning between 45 and 50 games is not considered NBA purgatory in Portland. Small-market front offices do not have the luxury of busting up decent teams in hopes that tanking or free agency brings something more.

They are proud at having suffered only two downtrodden seasons after losing Brandon Roy and Greg Oden — and eventually LaMarcus Aldridge — for nothing. The first of those lottery trips netted Lillard, a gift from the Nets in a ludicrous trade for Gerald Wallace. That deal, and that pick, changed everything for Portland. It gave them a life raft when Aldridge left.

When Aldridge left in July 2015, Olshey sensed a chance to go younger. That would bring pain. Lillard signaled he was ready, and that he would not interject into Olshey’s business. He told coaches he felt no need to weigh in on practice times, shootaround schedules, and day-to-day minutia stars often influence.

But in 2015, Lillard didn’t fully understand the ceaseless burden of leadership — that everything he did, and said, mattered. Hours before a game that season, Lillard stood under the basket watching as Portland’s deep reserves and younger staffers went four-on-four to simulate game action they would never get. The game grew heated, and Lillard chuckled at the spectacle.

Jay Triano, then an assistant with the Blazers, turned to Lillard. “What’s funny?” he asked. “These guys are working their asses off, and you think it’s a joke?” (Triano remembers adding: “This is their time!”) Triano softened his voice and reminded Lillard that everyone would take cues from him now.

“It hit home,” Lillard says. “I felt bad. I didn’t mean it that way, but it could have caused the guys to look at me differently.”

That version of Lillard wanted to lead by example — silently. The younger Blazers needed more. Chris Kaman, who played in Portland from 2014 to 2016, urged Lillard to speak up. Earl Watson, by then an assistant coach in Phoenix, had been nudging Lillard to assert himself since the 2013-14 season — when Watson played in Portland, and Aldridge was still there.

“He was always telling me,” Lillard says, “‘For this organization to go where it needs to, you have to take control. You have it in you.'”

Lillard grew into the role. It helped finding a co-star in McCollum who shares much of his basketball belief system. They project a united front, too. Lillard will tell teammates, politely but firmly, when they are doing something wrong in a game or falling short of the team’s practice standards. They listen, because he is the best player, but also because Lillard holds himself accountable and takes all the blame publicly when things go wrong.

He invites rookies to work out with him, and has players on 10-day contracts over to his house. He organizes dinners and team activities. He texts the coaches who follow Portland’s young players in the offseason for updates on how those players are improving.

Last summer’s text chain centered around one theme: Get off to a good start. They’ve done that, and they’re not surprised.

“The sweep made us stronger,” McCollum says. “We didn’t point fingers. There’s nothing for us to be afraid of, because the worst has already happened.”

They digested the series as a cold outside analyst might: They played poorly against a hot team with matchup advantages.

“We didn’t fracture because we knew we were better than how we played,” Lillard says. “Nobody said, ‘Oh, so-and-so, you didn’t do that.’ We got our ass whooped. We are sharper because of it. You get back to work. You show that you are a better team than that.”

A lot of Portland’s core players are in their third seasons together, and that continuity shines. The Blazers don’t have to spend the first 20 games figuring out who they are. They whip through mazes of cuts and off-ball screens, improvising when the defense telegraphs a response: