Some knucklehead tripped the fire alarm Friday -- all it took was for the ball to hit a button on the wall -- which led to a piercing noise that made the gym uninhabitable for man or insect.
So while everyone fled for the exit, Eduardo Najera stayed and shot anyway, of course. With Yi. With gusto. And with an eardrum-shattering siren making his head ache.
Still, this was a good day: He was allowed practice contact for the first time since Paris, his left wrist held up fine, and now all he has to do is threaten Lawrence Frank to give back his uniform.
That could happen Saturday against Golden State, but he's not counting on it.
"Right now, I'm thinking about everything," he said. "Obviously, I was a little slow. On plays, I've got to review all that stuff. So I'm hoping I'm going to progress, but I'm ready to roll though."