Stephen Curry was behind enemy lines, enveloped by foes. And here he was, the smallest player in the Warriors’ rotation, staring down the reputed biggest and baddest of their crew. The size disadvantage was revealed slowly, dramatically, as Kendrick Perkins rose up out of his seat and looked every bit of 6-foot-10 and 270 pounds, wearing a gray suit with a black skinny tie like an ex-defensive lineman trying his hand as an agent. But the little point guard didn’t flinch.



He looked Perkins up and down, in that way that says ain’t nobody scared of you, and voiced his gripe. After his errant 3-pointer attempt to beat the third-quarter horn, Curry collided into Perkins’ leg. The Cavaliers inactive center didn’t bother to move from his love-seat position when Curry came backpedaling his way. Perhaps Curry thought Perkins tripped him on purpose and was upset about it. Whatever was said, Curry didn’t move, even as Perkins’...