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No, there's not really anything they could have done differently that wouldn't have been a bigger problem. There's a pretty well known formula for what happens when one basketball team is much better than the other:Pull your starters (LeBron played 11 minutes, Kobe played 16, neither played at all in the second half, and even Melo, not a starter, was benched after shooting the lights out. Melo scored 37 points in just 14 minutes.)Don't press on defense (they stopped pressing at half time I believe)Slow the game down (they appeared to make a conscious effort to take the 24 seconds when they could)The game was really over by the end of the first quarter and there's just not much you can do about that. I mean, there are other things they could have done - held the ball, allowed Nigeria to score, just chuck the ball out of bounds - but then the game is a farce and it makes sense just to call it. More importantly, that would have been seen as profoundly disrespectful to Nigeria. There's a reason that Ike Diogu and the coach of Nigeria went out of their way to praise the US and did not complain about the shellacking - they knew it could have been much worse and Coach K did what he could to hold back.What should have happened was a different sort of play from Nigeria. The serious discrepancy in the second half resulted from Nigeria playing a more aggressive style, resulting in lots of early clock turnovers and subsequent US jump shots. It was demoralizing, I'm sure, but for what it's worth they walked away knowing that:They've scored more points against the US than any other opponent in this Olympics, and that has a chance to standIke Diogu might very well hold the top points against the US by the end of the Olympics with 27

This answer may contain sensitive images. Click on an image to unblur it.It was the night of Halloween in 2012. I was 15 at the time, and had gotten home early from trick-or-treating with my friends. I had school the next day so unfortunately my night was cut short. In the end it wasnt going to be the only thing cut short. I remember having a strange feeling that night, I couldn't tell why.All of a sudden I’m woken up by three gentle knocks on my door. Automatically I knew something was up. When my stepdad woke me up for school it was always a burst into my room and a quick shift of the lights with a “get up, time to get ready.” Instead, I was hit with a “your mom needs to talk to you.” Thinking I was in trouble I tentatively walked through her door and stood in the doorway. She was crying in bed. I can't explain the feeling I had, but I knew something was terribly wrong.Then I heard the words that still cut me deep to this day.“Sarah passed away in a drunk driving accident.”She could hardly speak, but the words came out fast and hit me like a train. My knees gave out and instantly I fell to the floor. They say the death of someone doesn't hit you until later but I would have to disagree. Nothing has ever hit me stronger than those words. I kept saying the word “No”, and as I laid my head on the floor the terrifying thoughts of this inevitable and permanent moment sunk in to my heart. I felt empty. My mom kept pleading and crying for me to get up and come to her, but I couldn't move. I found myself needing a hug from a person I would never get one from again. My head was going 100mph and there was no stopping it. There was nothing I could do. That morning at 5:35am I realized the true meaning of helplessness and heartbreak. Death is scary like that, it leaves you with questions and hurt that will never be answered or cured. She was 22, only 22 years old. Her college years were cut short. Her life ended by a detrimental period at the end of a book. A book that would no longer carry on. That was the worst day of my life. Someone who has experienced such a loss can never explain the full emotions of feeling such pain. It is truly indescribable. You are left with your thoughts and if you don't have strong faith, as I do not, they will consume you. Nothing hurt me more than thinking of her pain and the loneliness she endured as she laid in a ditch by herself. I could only imagine how scary the darkness that night was for her.How long did she suffer? Did she call my name? Did she wish I was there to hold her hand? Thoughts like these haunted me, they still do. Seeing her swollen, yet still beautiful face in that coffin brought my world to an end all over again. It is an image I will never get out of my head. The day of her funeral was also the worst day of my life. I couldn't get myself to leave her side. Thinking of the fact that soon I would never see her again as she was put into that deep hole in the ground, made me feel emotions I would never wish on anyone. I cried the hardest I have ever cried that day.Her service was worse. Her friends gathered around and all I could think of was how they could let her leave that party as intoxicated as she was. If only one person would have cared enough to stop her, to give her a ride home, she would be here with me being that amazing big sis she had always been. I realize now that I cannot allow myself to think that way because it will truly kill me.It has been almost 5 years since I lost her. I still lack faith in where she could possibly be, and I have yet to dream of her or get one of those “signs” that some people do that tell them their loved ones are okay. I visit her grave and it still feels like hell. I try to talk to her but usually end up crying, or hugging her headstone (it has a large picture of her on it). I miss her every single day still, and it hasn't gotten easier. A lot of people told me it would, but of course I didn't believe them. But I know that if she could possibly see me now, that she would be proud of me. I do everything in my life for her.Here's a picture of us when we were younger and were living a happy carefree life. My favorite memories of us are when we were little, she was literally the best big sister you could ask for.

Here is mine. Dont know how You would take it but its my experiences. Experiences are real but dont know was it some Ghosts or Paranormal Powers or my Mind itself.Little about me : I am not at all very courageous person, I dont watch horror movies till now. Still I dont believe in any story always try to come up with a scientific reason behind it.It was after the death of my father. I was 9 years at that time. I started to hear sounds of footsteps and also sound of anklets. Me & my Mom used to sleep together in the ground and my 2 elder sisters used to sleep on the bed. Every night I used to hear foot steps and sound of anklets. It was not in dream, it will start just after my mom switch off the lights. I was not sleeping and can feel the footsteps passing by my heads. I was 100% clear. I tried to explain it to myself by saying, probably it was outside of my house where from I hearing the sound. After discussing with my family, everybody also heard the sounds, but strangely not all together, like, if I am hearing the sounds other family members will not and vise versa. It continued for a long period of time. And currently no such experiences.Before the 2nd experience the scenario of my life changed a lot. At the year of 24 my Mom passes away, since 2 of my elder sister were married too, I was living in the house with my 70 years old aunt. But after 2 years she passed away too. And now I am living in the same house completely alone. Also my overall approach to the paranormal activity did changed a lot. I tend to not believe anything spooky and always have some sort of logic behind it. Although still I would avoid Horror movies in night. :P2. This was the most terrifying experience I ever had still now. It was probably 3 years ago. I was completely leaving along in my house, my wife was gone to her parents. I used to be a freelancer and work till late night. Probably in 1 am or 2 am I gone to sleep in the bedroom. It should be merely 3–5 mins passed I laying on the bed, little bit of dizziness, suddenly I felt someone just sat beside me, I felt it clearly that someone surely sat just beside me as his/her weight pushes the mattress little down. I can feel that. I just step down from the bed and switched on the light, nothing was there, no cat, rat or anything else to convince myself thats not something paranormal. I was still scared, I got out of the room, came to roof, smoke a cigarette and again after 30mins or so I gone to sleep again. Now again it started, but this time it was different, as soon I step on the bed, and tried to sleep, I felt that my bed is shaking just like some one getting up in the bed and down continuously. I woke up, switch on the light, still cant see anything. I spent all the night on the roof.3. This was little low on the scaring side for me, it was before my marriage, this time I was completely alone. I was working on the computer, suddenly there was power cut. It was probably 2 am. I was working in ground floor, so, I have to got upstairs to go to the roof. When I was walking through my stairs with only a candle, I strongly felt that someone also following me. I coulnt dare to look back. All I did just walked till the roof.Believe it or not, I experienced this, still I dont believe in 99% cases of so called paranormal activities I hear here and there. But do believe there is something which may not be that harmful we used to watch in the horror movies.Edit :My Mother used to experiences many paranormal activity in our house after her marriage. Mostly in evening time, she would see a lady walk through the stairs to the worshiping room. I can imagine and assume, she generally lives completely alone that time since my dad and other family members were not present in the house.I got married in 2012, after marriage my wife also started hearing the sound of anklets. My wife is very weak when it comes to ghost. So, I and my other family member made sure that she shouldnt listen all this shit. But She heard it all by herself. [Anyway, one can complain the experiences of my wife, since she is already a very weak from mind may be someone in my family or somewhere else she may have known all this and at times she recounted all this by her own mind.]PS: Sorry for my English :)