I’m a little late to this, but allow me to join the many journalists who were livid at Steph Curry, Golden State superstar, bringing his daughter Riley to the podium after Game 1.
I mean, it was an awful distraction. With little Riley there, being all cute and loud and all, how could the assembled reporters properly identify themselves (“Jeff Pearlman! Jeff Pearlman’s website!”) before asking Steph Curry to explain what adjustments were made before the second half? Or when, exactly, he knew he was feeling it? Or what it says about this Golden State team that they could come out and win the first game? Or what Steve Kerr said to the team at halftime? Or whether there’s a sense of destiny here?
With little Riley there, being all cute and loud and all, how could the assembled reporters ask Steph Curry whether he relishes taking big shots? Or if he’s worried about a Game 2 letdown? Or what message this game sent? Or whether the Warriors have the hearts of champions?
As many have noted, this was clearly an evil ploy for Steph Curry to avoid all the tough and probing questions inevitably asked during such sessions.
Cute little girl experiencing a fun moment with Daddy?
No thanks. He’s an embarrassment.