For those you that watched Portland’s other team advance to the Western Conference Finals last night, you missed one of the more epic collapses you’re likely to see on a basketball court. A complete and total meltdown from Portland, who erased three quarters of solid basketball with one quarter of complete madness.

Okay, so first, the good. For three quarters, the Blazers were in total control—they built up a double-digit lead, eighteen points at the most, and the offense was clicking as well as it had all season. Damian Lillard and CJ McCollum were both efficient, Meyers Leonard was hitting from deep, and Allen Crabbe couldn’t miss. Things were coming easy.

Maybe too easy? Some sloppy play let Detroit keep it closer than it should have been. The Blazers were a bit too loose with the ball. They tried for some alley oops that had no chance of succeeding. They did an abysmal job of rebounding. Still, even with those minor hiccups, things were going so well otherwise that the game never really felt close.

And then all hell broke loose.

It started with Ed Davis getting ejecting. After the refs swallowed their whistles on a clear foul on a dunk attempt, Davis let them know he was displeased and picked up two quick technical fouls. Reggie Jackson hit both the free throws, and the Blazers looked a little shell shocked after seeing Easy Ed get so animated.

On the next Portland possession, Marcus Morris picked up a flagrant foul by cracking Mason Plumlee across the head and knocking him to the deck with a thud. And yep, you guessed it, Plumlee and his questionable free throw shooting missed both freebies. The Blazers got and stayed shook.

If you are faint of heart, now would be the time to stop reading.

The Pistons ripped off a 24-0 run. At least I'm pretty sure that was the final run tally. I’d double check the play by play to confirm the exact number but I don't want my computer to burst into flames. They outscored the Blazers 41-11 in the final frame, and five of those Blazers points came well after the game was already over. Portland had more turnovers in the fourth quarter alone than the Pistons did all game.

Detroit’s game started and ended with Andre Drummond, who just beasted all over everyone and everything. He finished the game with a nearly effortless 29 points and 27 rebounds. For reference, Portland’s starting frontcourt of Plumlee and Leonard combined for 24 points and 7 rebounds total. Jump hooks, rim rolls, putbacks—Drummond did it all. He looked like he was playing against kids out there.

He also set some massive screens. And if there’s one thing the Portland guards can’t handle, it’s screens. So when the tide started turning in Detroit’s favor, they went to the pick and roll again and again and it didn’t fail. Reggie Jackson had all the space in the world to work with since the Blazers bigs dropped back to try and zone up on the coverage. Jackson went on a personal 13-0 run. He just couldn’t miss.

It happened so quickly that there wasn’t much time to react. Terry Stotts started hacking Drummond, a terrible foul shooter, with three minutes remaining in the quarter. He could and should have started earlier to try and break up Detroit’s offensive flow. He also could have inserted Allen Crabbe in for defensive purposes, because watching Dame die on those Drummond screens was brutal.

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And it wasn’t just Detroit’s offense, either. Their defense was as close to lockdown as possible down the stretch, as they upped the intensity and flummoxed Portland into mistake after mistake. They switched their scheme up a bit and blitzed on pick and rolls, forcing the Portland ball handler to cough it up well beyond the arc. And if the Blazers were able to get past the first layer, Drummond was there to clean up anything near the rim. Dame had been on fire all night, but he couldn’t find an inch of space to work with come the fourth.

What had been an eighteen point lead and another easy win midway through the third turned into a 120-103 loss for Portland.

The Pistons are one of the better surprises so far this year, a legit inside-out team that Stan Van Gundy is making some (wait for it…) magic with. The Blazers were in that surprise category as well up until last night, but a loss like that will leave a mark. Tonight’s game in Denver will be a great litmus test for this Portland team—will they wilt, or will they come out strong and put this disaster behind them?