Every star now has a mic. Paul George analyzes his own playoff failures. JJ Redick breaks down sets in real-time. The fourth wall is gone. We hear them critique their teammates’ rotations before the postgame presser ends. The WTF? We’ve traded mystique for metrics, and somehow both are entertaining.

Perhaps the most jarring aspect is the skin tones and faces. Sometimes, a glitch will load the wrong assets, giving a player a jersey that doesn't fit or a head shape that defies human biology. You might find yourself guarding a player who looks like a distorted mannequin, adding a layer of accidental horror to the sports game. These visual bugs turn a competitive match into a surreal art exhibit.

Encountering a hacker is a surreal experience.