📊 Great 8 Midseason Check-In
If the Big 8 has been trench warfare, the Great 8 has been a full-on food fight—points splattering everywhere, rosters in flux, and the occasional custard pie to the face. Five of the league’s top scoring teams live here, which means the standings look more like a pinball machine than a ladder. Let’s dish out the midseason report cards.
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Wasco Tigers 🐅
The Tigers are playing like they own the jungle. League-best 357 assists, league-best 47.8% FG, and the fewest turnovers in the division. Pisano (19.8/14.8) and Sorensen anchor the paint, while Ascensão and Davis keep the gears turning. Wasco doesn’t just beat you—they starve you of possessions. The most complete team in the Great 8, and it’s no accident they’re top of the food chain.
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Kiwi Sheep Pimps 🐑
Fireworks factory. 1412 points, most in the league, and a nightly barrage led by Gaffney and Palma outside, Guaraes pounding inside. But with all that firepower comes sloppiness: turnovers and defensive leaks make sure no lead is safe. If the threes fall, they’re untouchable. If not, it’s like sheep on roller skates. Dangerous, chaotic, must-see basketball.
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Wellington Warthogs 🐗
The hogs run wild. Bunn can torch you for 38, Abrahamsohn dishes a triple-double, and they’ve broken 100 often. But efficiency is shaky, foul trouble crops up, and the bench comes and goes like Arizona weather. They’re equal parts contender and coin flip. When it clicks, Wellington looks scary. When it doesn’t, they look like they left the playbook at home.
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California Supreme 🥤
The puzzle team. On one night, Suggs drops 44 and Duarte swipes everything in sight; on another, they blow a 16-point lead in the 4th. They’ve had 8 players in double figures in a single game, but still sit sub-.500 at the break. Talent screams “semifinals,” record whispers “bubble.” At some point, Supreme has to decide if they’re contenders or just a flashy milkshake.
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Delta 9 💊
The cash kings: highest payroll in the Great 8. Olmos (18/7/8, efficiency 23.2) is an All-Star lock, Kester sprays from deep, and Bruner brings blocks. On paper? Loaded. On the court? Mid. When depth is tested, shots clang, turnovers spike, and they’re getting punked by teams with half their budget. For now, Delta looks more like bean counters than assassins.
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Llama of Wall Street 🦙
They thrive on chaos, perhaps because their payroll is so low. 92 steals (G8 best), buckets of free throws, and Babenko as their All-Star face. But efficiency is a coin toss—see the 27% shooting disaster vs MCM. When whistles blow, they hang around. When they don’t, they crash hard. Think scrappy underdog that runs full speed into a glass door every few games.
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Ferth Ozone 💨
Pure entertainment value. Peró drills five threes, Faltýnek posts a nightly 20/14, and they’ll hang 110 on anyone. The problem? They’ll give up 120 right back. Fun to watch, impossible to trust. They’re the “yeah, but…” team of the Great 8.
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The White Walkers 🧊
Their highlight of the year was scoring double digits in a fourth quarter. Winter is coming…in D.III.
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The Great 8 is a bar brawl. Wasco’s running clean sets, Kiwi’s setting off fireworks, and Cali keeps everyone guessing. Delta’s still trying to cash the checks their payroll writes, while Wellington, Ferth, and Llama each swing wildly between “upset alert” and “oops.” Second half? Expect chaos, upsets, and maybe a chair through the window.