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Friday, 23 January 2009

Karmic Retribution

The 2003 All Star Game was a freaking embarassment.

If you watched it, you fellated Michael Jordan. You are guilty by association. By watching it, I too fellated Michael Jordan. And I didn't enjoy it one bit.

The whole event was a prolonged Michael Jordan ass kiss. As it was to be Jordan's last ever All Star game, in His final season before His third and only retirement, we were treated to the sight of His balls being polished mercilessly by everyone in the game, around the game, and Mariah Carey. Everything Michael did throughout history - excluding the previous 18 months, of course - was to be glorified and indulged one more time to such a lavish and excessive degree that, if any of us had forgotten how scarily good and frighteningly popular He was, we would never do so again. They had documentaries, they had interviews, they had montages, they had songs, they had a dress represented two of his uniforms on....they had everything.

Unfortunately, there was a slight problem. Jordan wasn't voted in as a starter by the fans. And it's hard to be the most important player on the floor when five other people get there first.

Never mind, though. Into the confusion stepped Allen Iverson. Voted in as one of the starting guards ahead of Jordan, Iverson magnanimously volunteered to give up his starting spot for Jordan, so that He may start the game and take the first 40 shots or so. Tracy McGrady, one of the starting forwards, made an identical gesture a few days later, once again showing sympathy-enducing deferrence to an older man's inferior play. However, the other starting guard, Vince Carter, did not make the same offer, even when pressed to do so.

People turned on Vince Carter. Because he didn't feel the need to give up what was rightfully is, like the others had done before him, he was vitriolically defamed, cursed and besmirched, suddenly deemed "disrespectful" for not giving Jordan something that he didn't earn. (And no, he didn't earn it. Michael Jordan's career up until that point saw him justifiably earn immeasurable fame, fortune and respect aplenty - giving him this starting spot, that he hadn't justifiably earned, would not have changed this.) Not working in Vince's favour was the fact that he had missed most of the year up until that point with injury - in this respect, he too hadn't earn the starting spot. However, Carter had gotten it anyway, because the fans wanted him to have it. But now, they wanted him to give it back. It made no sense, and Vince became a victim, stuck in a position where he could do no right without doing wrong.

Eventually, he relented. A mere matter of minutes before the game, Vince yielded his starting spot to Jordan, whose initial public claims to have not wanted the spot anyway seemed to disappear as he took Vince up on the offer, the same one that he claimed to have previously turned down from Iverson and McGrady. I distinctly remember an interview with Carter just before the game started, in which a pissed-off Vince spoke some clichéd poppycock about how it was the right thing to do to respect the history of the game, and of the "greatest player, probably, to put a pair of basketball shoes on". (Note: quote comes from a time when Vince was still insistent on not giving up his spot.) Had Vince had black eyes, cuts, and a distinct hobble that befitted a kneecapping victim, I wouldn't have been surprised - he didn't look like a man who had made a heartfelt gesture. Yet, regardless of what duress he was under, he made it anyway.

Jordan then came out and shot a Morrison.



Cut to the present day. This year's votes on the All Star Starters are in, and Allen Iverson is one of the starting Eastern Conference guards alongside Dwyane Wade. Vince Carter was third in the fan vote, narrowly missing out on the second guard spot. (Luke Ridnour was fifth, proving once again that this system is still effing stupid.) However, despite his popularity barely waning, Iverson's skill level has started to drop, and he is no longer truly deserving of any award that claims him to be (implied or otherwise) the second best guard in his conference. On the season, Iverson averages only 17.9 points, 3.3 rebounds, 5.4 assist and 2.8 turnovers, finally declining like the 33 year old that he is. Several players behind him in the voting, Carter included, are better players than he is now. (Note: Luke Ridnour isn't one of them.) And while the concept of the fan vote is to see the most popular players, not necessarily the best (which incidentally is another damning slant on the whole idea of giving up the spot for Jordan in the first place; the fans clearly didn't want him to start), it shouldn't be.

I want Allen Iverson to give up his starting spot for the better player this year, and the more deserving player over Jordan six years ago, Vince Carter. I realise that it is hypocritical to condemn the idea that Carter was forced to give up his spot in the first place, and then later in the same blog post to infer that Iverson should give up his spot this year to make up for it. And for this, I am sorry. But sometimes, two wrongs do make a right.

(The fan vote system doesn't work, by the way. Yao Ming was an All Star starter way before he deserved to be, and Yi Jianlian and Bruce Bowen came dangerously close to being voted onto the team this year despite never coming close to All Star calibre talent. The NBA All Star game should be to showcase the NBA's best, something which this system does not necessarily do, and therefore it is crap and needs abolishing. But that rant is for another day.)

This isn't a knock on Allen Iverson, whose initial 2003 gesture seemed sincere and genuine, and who isn't to blame for the fans voting him in over other, better players. But the NBA owes Vince Carter something, and this would be a fine time to give him it. Iverson doesn't personally owe Carter anything, and as such he will have done nothing wrong if he starts the game as chosen. Like Vince before him, Iverson has no obligation to give up what is rightfully his, and it is rightfuly his, even if it shouldn't be. But the entire NBA World owes Vince Carter an apology, as well as an All Star start, and Allen Iverson can make this happen. As hypocritical as it may be for me to want to see someone else give up their spot, Vince Carter deserves some justice, no matter how much you dislike him.

Please do this, AI. We'll be brothers for life if you do. I'll never let anyone defoul you again. No one. No one will disrespect this thing of ours. La Cosa Nostra. Me and you. Ride or die.

Let's do this.

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Wednesday, 16 July 2008

Like a Camby in the wind


Fuck the NBA.

Seriously, fuck it. Fuck it hard. Right in the face.

The Denver Nuggets traded former DPOY Marcus Camby to the L.A. Clippers yesterday, for absolutely nothing. The Nuggets got no more than the right to swap second round picks with L.A. in 2010, a year in which the Clippers will have the lower pick anyway, meaning that Denver won't be exercising the option. That's it. That was their return. That was what they got.

That was what they got for Marcus, freaking, Camby.

I am really annoyed by this.

Marcus Camby is a former DPOY award winner. He may have another one left in him yet, too. Camby is a high calibre player - last year, he averaged 13.1 rebounds and 3.6 blocks a game. 3.6 rebounds per game is a lot of rebounds. And 3.6 is a hell of a lot of blocks. He can pass, and also shoot 20 footers, if you give him a week and 40 feet of elbow room.

Camby is a rare commodity in this league; he is a centre that isn't crap. He is at the peak of his career, and strangely also at his peak physical conditionm having set his new personal best for games played in a season, with a commendable 79 games last season. Without wanting to go overboard and do something silly, such as calling him a dynamic two way player, it's safe to say that Tampon is one of the best at his position, the position that is so hard to fill that General Managers will consistently try any old shit to try and strike gold. In a league where most executives would willingly sacrifice their closest family memebers to get an elite centre, the Clippers now have two. And they're not even overpaid.

They got one of them for freakin' nothing.

How does Marcus Camby fit alongside Wolfgang Kaman? I don't know, but it doesn't matter. He's going to better their team simply by not being Aaron Williams. The Clippers just bagged a huge infusion of quality to their team, and all they had to do was not overpay Luol Deng. If they can now trade for Vince Carter using little more than Cuttino Mobley and Tim Thomas to die, then suddenly they're dancing. A front seven of Carter, Camby, Kaman, Baron Davis, Al Thornton, Quinton Ross and Eric Gordon could break 50 wins, even without Elton Brand or a bench.

And yet, somehow, Denver couldn't even get a first round pick for him? Is that even possible? Is instant salary relief really THAT important? Why has this come up now? Why could they not use the Warriors' and Sixers' cap room, before they spent it, as leverage for a better deal? Not even Memphis's? They couldn't take back even a BIT of salary if it meant getting soem assets, like young players or draft picks? Not a bit? Really? You mean to tell me that a team heading in no particular direction and capped out like buggery can afford to give away its best players for absolutely no return whatsoever? How can any team out there justify spending $23 million on a fourth choice power forward while already nursing one of the league's highest payrolls, paying $60 unnecessary million to a guy who played 3 minutes the season before, as well as giving Chucky Atkins $13 million to do big fat Fanny Adams, can now somehow justify giving away its first round draft picks and frittering away quality players like confetti? This from a team that made the ultimate let's-give-this-shit-a-shot trade only 18 months ago?

Sod that.

Somewhere, somehow, someone is systematically wrong. Either Nuggets owner Stan Kroenke woke up with the arseache and ordered General Manager Mark Warkentein to do a dramatic about-face and cut payroll immediately at all costs, or Warkentein is a pillock. Or both.

Whichever it is, they have a problem. They're still cap strapped, they're still a lottery team, they still have no exciting internal future, they're still a badly assembled veteran team that isn't getting anywhere, and they're still being mismanaged. I'd feel bad for them, but they've annoyed me, so I owe them nothing.

The fans, however, have my sympathy. When teams make bad personal moves to save money, purely as collateral damage from their own previous stupid move, then the fans become the victims to the folly that is the NBA and its old boys network. Believe me, as a Bulls fan, I know that pain. I miss Tyson Chandler every day.

However, in a rare but special first here at eddiebasdenslegacy.com, I'm going to try and think positively. The sole solace for the Nuggets in this deal is the $10 million traded player exception that this deal created. Then again, it will probably go unused. However, if the Nuggets let Allen Iverson expire this summer, they will finally be out, barring widespread changes, from the tax territory in which they currently reside. If that happens, they will still have the TPE to use until July 15th, 2009. And at that point, they'll be able to add salary again. Whether they do this or not is another matter, but the ability to do so remains. And that's a small solace that Nuggets can take away and keep.

Who knows, they might even use it to bring Camby back.



By the way, while we're sort of on the subject of the Clippers and Elton Brand, let us tangent for a minute as you explain something to me. As I understand it, the time line of events in their negotiations go like this;

1 - Brand opts out.

2 - The Clippers and Brand verbally agree to a new deal rather quickly.

3 - The Warriors top this offer, just to see if they get lucky. The Sixers follow suit.

4 - Brand and his agent David Falk take news of this new offer to the Clippers, looking to use it as leverage with the Clippers to make them increase their offer slightly.

5 - The Clippers say no.


Now, why would the Clippers do this? By all accounts, they had a verbal agreement for a very reason 5 year, $65 million offer. Why would they be so inflexibile in renegotiating that slightly? $13 million is a good price for Elton Brand - if you're overpaying him at the end of the deal, you're underpaying him at the start, so it works out fine. Why wouldn't you add a few million if it kept him here? Why wouldn't you discuss a sixth year? Why would you extend qualifying offers to Marcus Williams and Nick Fazekas, keep the unguaranteed Josh Powell around unnecessarily, and even more unnecessarily sign first round draft pick Eric Gordon before compelting your cap space adventure, needlessly costing yourself almost $1.5 million in cap room, a figure which could add over $10 million to the value of a 5 year contract? A $10 million that would have meant the re-signing of your best player, and a hell of a good starting five to build upon?

The answer: I simply don't know. Maybe they didn't know the rules or something. Maybe they didn't know signing Gordon would cost them cap space. Maybe they think Fazekas actually matters in some why. I couldn't say. But I think the Clippers, in doing this, nearly managed to one-up The Juan Carlos Navarro Experience of this past season. And for that, I salute, pity, humilate and disown them. At least they got Camby as a backup plan.

I will never get over how such multi-million dollar business franchises can be mismanaged by the whims and misinformation of those in charge. All the damn time, too. Fucking dumbfounding.



(Readers note: Never listen to Elton John and blog. It leads to the creation of stupid post titles and slightly aggressive opening gambits.)

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Thursday, 15 November 2007

Game of the week 3: Sonics vs Heat

Week two's game recap came only yesterday, so this post isn't exactly coinciding with my self imposed time restrictions. But then again, this is from the man who undertook the 30 teams in 36 days challenge and who then did 17 in about 60. My work ethic is......tetchy.

Why have I chosen to watch this game out of all the ones on a loaded schedule tonight, given that the two teams are 1-6 and 0-8 respectively? Four reasons.

1) I haven't watched Kevin Durant yet.
2) I hate Miami because their fans forced me into it, and I want to watch them lose.
3) It started early, so I could theoretically watch a second game afterwards too.
4) I was going to watch Jazz vs Raptors instead but missed the first 6 minutes because I was yacking.

However, within seconds of turning on the transmission, I have realised what a mistake I have made. Tonight marks the first game of the season for Dwyane Wade after recovering from surgery. I would have known this in advance had I looked it up, but I never look at game previews, injury reports, or anything like that. It's not interesting to me and so I don't bother. However, tonight, I definitely should have done. I dislike Wade because like me, he is a desperate attention seeking arse, and because the world of the NBA conspires to make everything revolve around him when he is around, which makes me sick. The same applied to that All Star Game of 2003, Michael Jordan's last, in which everything was tailored to His Smugness's every whim and desire. The half time ceremony was all about him, as were all the pregame and post game ceremonies. There were documentaries made solely about him, everyone cared way too much about his every shot, and there was the whole "guilt trip Vince Carter into unfairly relinquishing his starting spot" thing, for which Vince should have been far more livid than he showed. Never mind the fact that Jordan didn't deserve to be there and played like cock in the game itself, let's have one big massive fellatio special on the guy! IT'S MICHAEL JORDAN! RETIRING! AGAIN! Let's say goodbye again, for he'll never show his face in the NBA world again!

Tosser.

(Yeah I'm a Chicago fan, and I don't like Jordan. Read nothing into that if I were you.)

Anyway, what was I saying? Oh yes. Wade. Dislike. Et cetera. Let's get on with the game before I kick off again.



- Penny Hardaway and Kurt Thomas are both starting in this game, which is fun. I can't add to that at this moment.

- After Shaquille O'Neal commits a violation on the opening tip, Seattle wins possession, and looks extremely awkward on their first halfcourt set, with lots of standing around and not much happening. Kurt Thomas winds up taking their first two shots of the game, both misses. Colour commentator Tony Fiorentino remarks upon how Thomas is "in the game for his defense". No shit Sherlock.

- Earl Watson, in a stat you wouldn't have guessed unless you looked it up/got told it by a person you know rather well, is averaging 7 assists per game in this young season for the high scoring Sonics as the usual starting point guard. It doesn't take long to see why - the Sonics are pushing the ball at every possible opprtunity, to great effect. Given how awkward their half court looked, it's worth it. Pushing the ball early and often gets Seattle out to an 8-0 lead with only 2 minutes and 13 seconds gone, as Durant and Chris Wilcox both gets dunks from Watson feeds. Miami calls timeout to lament their woes.

- Commentator Eric Reed tells us all that Miam has been having trouble "shooting the ball" on this young season, scoring less than 80 points in both of their last two games. Heathens! How can a team that plays Smush Parker, Dwyane Wade and Penny Hardaway in a four guard rotation possibly have outside shooting problems! By the way, I predicted this would happen in my Heat post last month. Then again, I think everyone predicted it. But I'll claim it anyway.

- Shaquille O'Neal has picked up two fouls during that 8-0 run, and has to sit. The commentators lament it as something unexpected, or in some way gamechanging. Colour me unsurprised that a high tempo young and athletic team found a way to expose Shaq's weaknesses. Still, only $60 million left.

- Alonzo Mourning comes into the game, and instantly looks useful, but unusually on the offensive end. He drops a hook shot for the Heat's first points of the game, and makes a nice pass to Udonis Haslem for their second. In between those two scores, Seattle's starting shooting guard Damien Wilkins takes a three pointer incredibly early in the shot clock, and makes it. More on him to come.

- Looking at this energetic Sonic team, where everyone crashes the glass and pushes the ball looking for opportunity baskets, don't you wish that the Jason Williams of old was on that team? That would be awesome. It's a shame that we have to see Jason Williams as what he is now - a tame, uninspiring offensive player with mediocre defense, who is used primarily as a spot up shooter and whose knees don't work like they used to. Maybe, if he was taken from having to play so much half court offense and allowed to roam a bit freer, he could have a career second wind. I hope so. He wasn't always effective back in the day, but he sure was fun. And his assist to turnover ratios were epic in Memphis, so it's not like he was completely unconscious. Not always, anyway.

- Wilkins takes another way too quick contested three, and again makes it. Seattle leads 14-4 with 8.08 left in the first quarter. Damien Wilkins made the Sonics roster by being an athletic, hustling defensive player, who drove to the rim and crashed the glass. It's playing like that which got Minnesota to give him a lengthy 5 year contract (as Kevin McHale is wont to do), that Seattle later matched. Since then, however, Wilkins is convinced himself that he's Jesus, or at the very least Ray Allen. And it's not a bad comparison - if Ray Allen had no basketball IQ and a bad jumpshot, he would indeed be a bit like Damien Wilkins.

- The Heat's sideline reporter is a man called Jason Jackson. This is annoying. It's not a slant on Jason Jackson himself, as he does a professional and eloquent job down there. But the problem is this: the role of the sideline reporter is one of the few instances of unabashed male chauvinism allowed in the world today. The commentators are always men in suits, and the sideline reporters are always beautiful women (or, if beautiful women aren't obtainable, then "glamorous" women are used instead, with 'glamorous' meaning ugly women who doll themselves up to try and get beautiful). That's just how it works. That's the way it always should work. And I'm all for that. It's this ideal that makes us suffer through Tim McCarver to get to Erin Andrews, and yet be totally comfortable with that. It's a winning formula that should never be changed. Sun Sports are letting the side down here with this blatant capitulation to feminism. What's next, women in the commentary booth? I won't hear of it. I won't, I tell you. They'll be PLAYING basketball next!

- Alonzo Mourning makes another hook shot. It's like it's 1999 all over again, except nowadays the prospect of having Shaq, Penny and Zo on the same team is considerably less tantalising.

- Still early in the first quarter, and Chris Wilcox just grabbed his one millionth rebound. Seattle is putting forward a far superior effort on the glass, and their athleticism from everybody other than Kurt Thomas is also paying dividends. Thomas himself already has 6 in 5 minutes.

- Damien Wilkins runs a give-and-go with Wilcox resulting in an and-1 layup for Wilkins. Wow on two counts. First wow - how did Miami let them have it that easily? Second wow - when did Damien Wilkins get into the fundamentals business?

- I've decided to style myself after P.J. Carlesimo. I'm halfway there. I just need some Just For Men grey, a couple of shitty jumpers, and some glasses. And to really thicken out the beard a bit.

- A Miami possession sees Jason Williams narrowly get the better of himself, turn down the world's silliest shot (but only after leaving his feet in readiness for taking it), swing the ball around, and Alonzo Mourning get an and-1 off a putback. For a minute there, I thought we were going to see The Artist Formerly Known As White Chocolate have a bit of a redux. Shame. I liked him more back then.

- Tony Fiorentino points out that Penny Hardaway is among the league laders in assist/turnover ratio up until this point. Good. That justifies having the worst starter in the NBA, then. Never mind his status as an offensive liability.

- At this moment, Dwyane Wade heads to the scorers table to check in, in one of those largely ridiculous "bring the superstar off the bench when returning from an injury layoff to allow the crowd 30 seconds of disillusionment from the rest of the game" scenarios that old timers still seem to employ. Sure enough, while stuff continues to happen, you'd be easily fooled into thinking that it didn't. The camera cuts away to a picture of Wade sitting by the scorers while the game continues to be played, missing both a Heat missed shot and a Kurt Thomas make. The crowd seemingly missed this too, for they cheered throughout. At the next stoppage in play moments after Thomas's make, Wade enters, and everybody woops like twats for about a minute. Eric Reed treats the occasion like it's important, saying "And here comes Dwyane Wade!", then shutting up for 30 seconds as the crowd responds far less enthusiastically than he expected (either that or someone wisely turned the mics down). It's a really annoying scene that could have (and should have) been avoided, but wasn't, because of the NBA's overbearing tendency to focus on the superstar over the sport.

If you don't think such a tendency exists in American sport, watch only the start of a Sunday Night Baseball game. Make it Yankees at home vs whoever. At the middle of the third, the commentator will say something along the lines of "no score, bottom of the first coming up, A-Rod coming in to hit", or some clichéd old bollocks like that. Then go and watch a Tampa Bay game or something, and watch as they instead say "the Rays coming in to hit". It's not because Tampa doesn't have hitting stars, but because the local broadcasts choose not to focus on them as individuals. And that's how it SHOULD be.

But it isn't. And that is profoundly stupid. NBA advert breaks sicken me for the same reason, even that one which publicises the slogan "We Not Me". There's a reason they have superstars in that advert, not the Ryan Bowen types of this world. Tossers. Anyway, back to the game.


- The above situation is only salvaged when Reed, returning from his self imposed silence, utters the unintentionally funny line "Jeff Green also checks in". Heh. Good times. Case in point.

- Speaking of the commentary team tonight, play by play commentator Reed repeatedly calls his co-commentator Fiorentino by the affectionate pet name "Coach". In almost all instances, whenever a lead announcer has a former coach alongside them, they sue that term. And it's ridiculous. That person is NOT a coach. They just used to be. They still would be if they were good enough at it. And a lot of them (Fiorentino included) have no more coaching insight than we do. Do they use this pet name to make them feel special? It certainly doesn't help us viewers in any way. It's particularly stupid in the case of Tony Fiorentino, whose coaching experiences came at the high school and WNBA levels. Jesus. If ever a man didn't deserve a moniker, it is Tony right there. Second only to "Starbury".

- Wow, Ricky Davis shaved his beard back. I never thought I'd say this, but he actually looks far worse without it.

- Wally Szczerbiak and Nick Collison also entered the game alongside Wade and Blount, which Reed completely forgot to mention because he was so preoccupied with being a div. I'm a fan of both of these players (of course I am, they're white), so their addition is a good thing. I worry, though, that Wally Szczerbiak is going to have to defend Dwyane Wade. That would be bad. Then again, how is Wade going to defend Wally? It's a chicken and egg situation. Sorta.

- On a Seattle possession, Reed randomly shouts "D-Wade's in the game, gang!". Bad times on so many levels. Jason Williams hits a quick three pointer to rouse my spirits.

- Good God I'm hungry. I think I need to be more professional in my approach to these things when doing them live, and bring food with me.

- Actually, scrap the plans for modelling myself after P.J. Carlesimo, for I've just noticed the size of his bald spot. That's not good.

- Wade shoots a fallaway 20 footer, and as it's in the air, Reed excitedly shouts "Wade's 1st shot!!!!", only to return to a normal octave at the shot clanks away. It's another truly pointless gesture - it's only one shot. He was obviously going to shoot again. Why's that one particular shot any more important? Especially since he missed?

- Seattle is grabbing every single rebound in this game, or so it appears. They're so dominant on the boards that they even grab some of them twice. Cool looking jerseys, by the way. They always have had cool ones.

- OK, Eric Reed's voice is annoying me now. He, Iain Eagle and Michael Reghi should make torture tapes. Maybe get Tom Dore to DJ.

- The score is 30-25 after one quarter in Seattle's favour, and I know what you're all thinking - yes, we're 2500 words through and still only at the end of the first quarter. Don't worry, it gets less wordy. As the Sun Sports broadcast cuts to commericals, Reed signs off the quarter by mentioning Dwyane Wade's return for the eightieth time, and his stat line of 5 minutes played and 2 free throws made, but at no point does he mention the actual game score. Still, his priorities all seem to be in order.

- I missed the first 37 seconds of the second quarter, as I was demolishing a bowl of breakfast cereal. My professionalism knows no bounds. Incidentally, endeavour to use the word "demolishing" as much as possible in your evey day vocabulary, especially when it is completely inappropriate.

- Mark Blount, standing under the rim for a change, is the recipient of a crisp pass directly into his hands for an easy 2 points. Unfortunately, Blount drops it out of bounds, which is something of a staple of his game. Maybe this is the reason why he is slowly (and strangely) turning into a three point specialist.

- Seattle are taking a shit load of shots in this game. They're not a great outside shooting team, yet they're taking a fair number of outside shots. They also aren't getting to the free throw line, and are demolishing the Heat on the offensive glass. Miami also keep throwing turnovers their way. It all looks a bit easy,

- Wade makes his first basket of the game. In case you didn't know this, Reed shouts "HIS FIRST BASKET!" just so that you're sure. I wonder if a similar thing happened when Hardaway made his first basket of the season. His layoff was for far longer, and his downfall that much more spectacular. But somehow I doubt it.

- Penny Hardaway is guarding Wally Szczerbiak on the perimeter. Szczerbiak drives past him for a layup. That's all you need to know about the Heat having Penny start at the shooting guard position - he's the only guy, alive or dead, that Wally Szczerbiak can drive past.

- Jason Williams throws Wade an alley-oop pass, which Wade drops. It falls to Mark Blount, again located underneath the rim (twice in one game? It's a statistical anomaly). Blount this time catches it, and finishes. Fiorentino remarks "did D-Wade tap it to Blount on purpose?". No Tony, he did not, but well done on finding a way to make it look like Wade did something good. That hadn't been done for at least 8 seconds.

- Hardaway is now guarding Kevin Durant out by the three point line. Durant backs down from the challenge, settling for a contested 22 footer, which he misses. Hmmmm. Maybe Szczerbiak is just THAT quick, and THAT deceptive, that it is he who made Penny look bad and not natural evolution.

- On a fast break, Delonte West makes his first but not only impact on the game by faking out the entire team under the basket before dishing to Durant for the most uncontested of uncontested dunks. Durant is now 2-8, with the two makes being dunks on breaks. Not wowing me too much so far. Immediately after this, Delonte makes a remorseless three pointer, and shows himself to be all balls. It's hard to say that the 7-0 Boston Celtics need anything at this point, but if they do, then that thing is most definitely Delonte West.

- The West three results in an officials timeout for some reason, with Seattle leading 39-32. During this timeout, all the Heat commentary team can talk about is Dwyane Wade and what he has done tonight, rather than the score itself or the game as a whole. This must be what 1 and 6 teams do. They also show a graphic advertising Heat tickets for sale in a variety of stupid ways - you can buy the "Dwyane Wade All-Star Plan", the "Shaq Weekend Pack", the "Zo Holiday Plan", or the "Riley Season Tickets". Not sure what the point of the player name attatchments were, but since you're offering, how much for a Penny Hardaway Our-Time-Has-Long-Since-Passed Ticket Bonanza?

- "If you're just joining us, D-Wade is back". Yeah, you'd said. Thanks Eric.

- O'Neal re-enters the game and immediately turns the ball over. The demise of Shaquille is something I may choose to rant about one day, but here's a thought - why do (or did) people talk about what Wade is like without Shaq? Have we not all seen how mediocre Shaq is without Wade's lobs? Who's carrying who?

- Seattle continues to outwork Miami, and Collison gets a dunk off of yet another Sonics offensive rebound. They lead 43-32 at this point, when Riley decides to take Wade out of the game. Great idea. You don't need him, anyway. You're doing sooooo well without him.

- Damien Wilkins takes another bad shot, and this time doesn't make it. But Wilcox gets another offensive rebound and puts it back. He now has 10 points, Seattle has a 13 point lead, and suddenly I've lapsed into overly detailed play by play. Sorry about that.

- A montage shows David Stern announcing Seattle's draft selections of Shawn Kemp, Gary Payton and Kevin Durant. Not sure what analogy Sun Sports was trying to draw there.

- On a high pick and roll between Delonte West and Nick Collison, Shaq comes out to defend, and hits West hard on a reach-in. It almost looked deliberate. It really did. He sits once again, now with 3 fouls, still 0 points, and sitll a complete and utter liability on the pick and roll.

- Tony Fiorentino declares Mourning the best backup center in the league. Well, he isn't, and let's leave it at that.

- Penny Hardaway makes a runner in the lane. Wahey! That was fun. (Penny doesn't score again, by the way.)

- Wilcox goes up strong on Zo and dunks on him. Well, more accurately, he dunks around him. But Zo challenged the shot and lost, which is hard to do, so well done Chris.

- Delonte West is awesome. That is all.

- Seattle now leads by 16, causing Eric Reed to say "the only bright spot here is that it is only the second quarter". The assumed interpretation is that he's saying Miami has time to come back, but he could also be saying that because it's only the second they're down 16, and that if it was the fourth they might be down 30 already. Who knows?

- Nick Collison hits a hook shot, Seattle goes up by 18, and that Wade substitution looks that much weirder. They must just be doing one of those extremely inflexible minute limiting things. As if 5 minutes here or there changes the long term future of his injury in any way. It's like rigidly capping a pitcher at 100 pitches when they're pitching their bollocks off. Needless.

- Pat Riley calls timeout, and draws up a play. But there isn't a play to overcome the serious lack of talent that the Heat have out on the floor. They've become the one man team that they never should have been.

- A strange couple of possessions follow. Out of the timeout, the Heat run a play giving Udonis Haslem a baseline jumpshot, which he misses. Seattle grabs the rebound (obviously), Delonte West collapses the defense and kicks it out to Damien Wilkins, who hits his third three of the game. Going back the other way, Haslem makes a hook shot, and P.J. Carlesimo calls a strangely quick timeout with his team on a big run. Maybe he just got bored watching and wanted to get some air time.

- As a child, me and my school friends quickly learned of the wonders of the suffix "-aroony". When attatched to words, it made them that much more enjoyable, and when combined with good comic timing it would provide a hearty laugh every now and then. It could also be a good way to deliver bad news: for example, "Mr Johnson, I'm sorry to have to tell you this, but your wife's dead-aroony". That sort of thing. It delivers the message you need it to convey, yet also softens the impact, and hints at future prosperity to come. It's a true wonder of our language.

So imagine how happy I was to see an advert for a car retailer called "Maroone" (pronounced Maroony). I was very happy indeed. If you owned a car from Maroone, you could then double up and go for the rare "Double Roon", only previously seen on England football star Wayne Rooney-aroony.

These are the things that I think about.


- Miami has 4 points in the 6 minutes played of the second quarter. After the timeout, Alonzo Mourning gets called for three seconds, which isn't helping. Nick Collison calls his bid of a three seconds with a travel, and the camera pans to Collison, who seems to have strangely clean shoulders. I say "strangely", because history tells us that Nick Collison has incredibly freckly shoulders. So for them to be so sparkling clean and white is an unexpected sight.

- Jason Williams takes a confident three pointer, and makes it. Quick. Feed the hot hand. Give him the ball.

- They do. He shoots another. He misses.

- Reed barrages us with stats - Seattle has 11 offensive rebounds already, and Kevin Durant is shooting 2 for 11 thus far, with the 2 both being dunks. On cue, Durant hits a three pointer to up his shooting to a gastranomic 3-12. And yes I realise what I just said.

- Chris Quinn is shown on the bench after he was deactivated for Wade before the game. Chris Quinn looks about 14. That's all I have to say about Chris Quinn.

- I miss Robert Swift. I wish he was playing today, but sadly it's not to be. When the moment comes that Seattle has to deal one of their young bigs, I want it to be Swift, and I want Chicago to get him. Every team could use Robert Swift. I'm not overstating this at all.

- Kurt Thomas now has 9 rebounds in the first half, and after grabbing one of them, Alonzo Mourning pushes him out of bounds, gets called for the foul, and gets T'd up for punching the air near the ref and shouting something. It is a moment made stupid by just how much effort the referee puts into the hand gesture when calling the technical, as if anybody in the world cared about how much his top wrist bet on the pull back. I hate poser referees. This therefore means that I hate all referees. But not WWE ones, for they are the pinnacle of unintentional comedy.

- Seattle grabs yet another offensive rebound with 4 seconds left in the half, putting Chris Wilcox at the line for two shots, which he makes. This gives Seattle a 61-41 half time lead, closing out with a 25-9 run, and they may have had the most field goal attempts in a 60 point half of any team in the last 50 years. The score is as one sided as the game felt to watch.

- As you would expect, the half time shows are full of stuff about Wade being Jesus (although he himself claims at one stage "I'm not the Messiah". How modest!). Jason Jackson is in the studio now alongside Ira Winderman, which makes me that much more angry about thee not being a hot female sideline reporter for this broadcast. Winderman and Jackson do a rather good feature called The Hot Button, in which they talk about topical NBA issues for about 48 seconds. In it, Winderman talks about how the Lakers, if they don't trade Kobe Bryant, are committed to mediocrity for the foreseeable future, since he is all that they have. Would he use the same logic on his own Miami Heat, I wonder? He also says "don't blame Isiah" for the latest Marbury related Knicks turmoil, overlooking that it is Isiah who brought Marbury in and suckled him like a small otter up until now. So that was interesting.

- What wasn't interesting, though, was the interview montage with Heat players other than Wade about the impact that his return is going to have on the team. You don't need me to give you quotes because it's not too hard to imagine quite what clichéd bollocks they came out with. This is the NBA, after all. But we did get to hear Penny Hardaway call the Miami team "scary", which seemed overzealous. And we also got a close up of just how long Chris Quinn's eyebrows are. They're very long, for those wanting to know.

- Upon returning from the studio, someone has prepared a treat for us - a Wade highlight montage of every single play on which he has been involved so far. In case this wasn't enough of a Wade filler, they've also drawn up a shot chart of every shot he has taken so far, which is rather anti-climactic given that he has only taken 3. They also show some clips of him removing his warm-ups, which was entirely necessary and don't let anybody tell you otherwise. Only after a full minute of this does Eric Reed say "however......" and then announce the score. Play then commences, as a mild intrusion on The Wade Manlove Hour.

- Oooh, Shaq scored!

- After being stripped and losing the ball out of bounds but maintaining possession, Kevin Durant shouts "FUCK!". The baseline ref gives him a telling off before play recommences. That was fun. Should happen more often.

- Chris Wilcox has put up a fine statline tonight, and all he has to do is get out and run, work harder than Shaq on the boards, and make the open baseline looks that the Seattle guards are getting him. He's done this well, of course, but Miami is making it so easy for him.

- Ricky Davis is at the free throw line, and Reed tells us that he has shot 8 free throw totals in the first 7 games. Mark Blount has topped that, by shooting 0. Worth a mention.

- Hardaway shoots and misses a pull up, and O'Neal airs (airs!) for the offensive rebound, earning two free throws. He did actually air, too. Wow. That was surprising.

- Durant makes a three out of the corner, and is now up to 4-13 shooting. Shaq then throws it away, but Ricky Davis steals it right back, and Hardaway finds O'Neal for a dunk. Fiorentino chooses to mention that Hardaway now has 3 asissts to 0 turnovers, and seems very happy about that. As well he should. Don't you know that Penny is amongst the league leaders in this category?

- Davis misses a pull up with no one in offensive rebounding position, showing why he has that embarassing free throw stat that he does (he shoots more FT's tonight than in the entire season to date, 9 to 8). Durant misses a three on the other end, and Hardaway grabs the rebound. Tony Fiorentino excitedly points out that this is Hardaway's first rebound. He's now rocking the 2-1-3 statline that dreams and rap trios are made of, and truly justifying his starting presence.

- Damien Wilkins continues his "no no no yes" game by making a double clutch banker from about 20 feet (With the shot clock winding down, admittedly). The play results in Pat Riley getting a technical, which is understandable. I'd be annoyed to the point of swearing too. Wilkins then misses the technical free throw to take the piss. Maybe.

- Williams makes a three pointer, which is basically the only shot he takes these days (well, ever). He then steals the ball and then makes a very un-JWill like play as he throws a bad alleyoop pass behind Ricky Davis. He then makes another very un-JWill like play when he grabs the offensive rebound, but Davis misses again. Strange sequence. Worrying sequence.

- For years, teams have been wondering how you defend Shaquille O'Neal. The answer these days is pretty obvious - make him defend you. He can't.

- Smush Parker, blissfully, hasn't taken a shot. Until now. It's a mid range baseline jumpshot. It is an airball. It's good to see that a team featuring Parker and Hardaway as projected backup guards isn't having outside shooting problems or general mediocrity or anything.

- Kevin Durant shoots a three from straight away and makes it. Reed, annoyingly and bizarrely, says "that's soap on a rope, coach". I do not know why. I can only think that maybe he had the baseball phrase of "frozen rope" in his mind, for it was a pretty flat shot, and confused himself slightly. But in doing so, he confused us all.

- Johan Petro enters the game for the first time and has 2 turnovers in 45 seconds, on a 24 second violation that wasn't his fault and a travel that was. Like I said, give me Robert Swift. But screw it, I'd take Petro too. And Collison. And Wilcox. And Durant, obviously. But not Sene. You can keep Sene.

- Damien Wilkins hits an extremely tough hanging free throw line jumpshot. He and Durant appear to have swapped skillsets for the evening. Seattle leads 77-58 with three minutes left in the third quarter, as the home crowd starting booing (not boozing).

- Wade hits a circus highlight reel and-1 on a ridiculously generous continuation call. The crowd stops booing (not boozing) and erupt into passionate cheers. Good to see that their priorities are in order, too. On a replay of the shot, Tony Fiorentino observes that Wade "shot it from behind the backboard, and kissed it off the glass". I wonder if he realised what he just said. I doubt it.

- As Seattle struggles to bring the ball up against a press, Wally Szczerbiak of all people breaks it, and hands to Delonte West, who goes to the rim and is fouled by Wade. West's off arm inadvertently hit Wade softly in the nose. Wade runs the full length of the court, pretending to check nis hose for blood. The camera, crowd and commentators follow him everywhere. This is the kind of sequence that makes me dislike Dwyane Wade. You hit West in the face too, Dwyane. But he's not being a great big giant attention seeker about it. Delonte West doesn't need to seek attention. He garners it naturally because he's great. That's the approach you should take.

- With Smush Parker in the game, Dwyane Wade is running the point. So the backup point guard seems to be a designated shooter. A curious decision given that the shooter concerned is Smush Parker. He sure as shit ain't in for his defense. Remind me again what Smush is good at, please.

- Miami is making a run into Seattle's lead after picking up their defensive intensity about tenfold. They cut it to a 78-65 game on two free throws by Mourning, the closest it has been since midway through the second quarter. However, Zo then turns it over, and Kevin Durant answers the run with an insanely difficult left handed finish on the fast break, getting twatted in the process but not getting the call. Without wanting to be unoriginal, I'm saying that Wade would have gotten that call. Outlandish to say, I know.

- Damien Wilkins brings the ball up against a press, dribbles to the timeline, gets stuck in a double team, and throws it away, but he is bailed out by a foul call. It's good to see that in spite of his Ray Allen impression tonight, the thick as pig shit Wilkins that we know and loathe is still in there somewhere.

- A Haslem free throw cuts it to a 12 point game, and for as much as I've ripped him, Dwyane Wade's presence has transformed the Heat tonight. They don't have an identity without him, just flitting around awkwardly hoping their veternness and poor half court offense will get them through. But with him, they press on defense and run a lot more, resulting in a much improved team. He's been something of a run starter tonight.

- Right on cue, Wade kills the momentum. After Haslem forces a jump ball and wins it, the Heat have the final possession of the third quarter. Wade holds the ball for most of the 24 second clock, and then shoots a 3 pointer with seconds left. He misses it, and instead of cutting it to 10 to end the quarter and carrying through the momentum, the place is deflated somewhat, and Seattle gets a reprieve. Not smart, really. He looked like LeBron when doing that.

- Smush Parker opens Miami's offense in the fourth quarter with another jumpshot, this time a three. Again, he shoots an airball. And again, I ask you to remind me quite what it is that Smush Parker is supposed to be able to do. On a team that could use a good defensive player and shot maker alongside Wade, they go out and sign Smush Parker? Crazy days.

- Seattle capitalises by scoring 6 points in the first 60 seconds of the fourth quarter, blowing it open to an 18 point game again. They're also finally playing a zone defense after strangely shying away from it up until now, given how badly Miami has shot from the outside both tonight and all season long. Miami is 3-13 on three pointers, with all three makes coming from Jason Williams. The New Look Mark Blount at this point is arguably their second best three point shooter behind Davis. The Het as a team are 23% on the year from three point range coming in, and the 3-13 performance hasn't helped that.

- Straight away after going zone, Williams gets an open look at a three that he misses. And you can be pretty confident that Miami is rueing having an extra shooter to turn to at this point, especially after having deactivated Quinn.

- There is one shooter that they haven't gone to yet, however. And now they choose to do so, as Daequan Cook mercifully comes in for Smush Parker. You kinda the get the feeling that, with Riley's boner for rookie hazing, Smush is going to get in first in the next game no matter how Cook performs, which is stupid. But that's the old fashioned way. So Daequan, with the pressure off, you may as well just enjoy yourself.

- Oh by the way, Miami is also last in the NBA in free throws attempted per game. But you get the feeling that that will soon change. And it won't be Mark Blount that's doing it.

- Szczerbiak makes a long two, and the lead is now 21 again. Cook shoots a three, but misses it. Unlike Smush Parker, though, he hits the rim. So there's clear seperation between the two there.

- Reed finally gives us the stat that I wanted to hear but couldn't be arsed to get up and find out - Seattle has a 46-28 rebounding edge. I'm surprised at how close it is.

- Shaq fouls Collison, and now has 4 fouls in 12 minutes alongside 3 rebounds. Collison hits both, extending it to a 23 point game. Pat Riley calls a timeout, and another Maroone advert plays, this time with Dan Marino doing an introductory segment, and the Ghostbusters theme music playing in the background. Good God. What a holy trinity that was. I'd watch an hour of that, and no messing.

- Coming back from the commericals, Sun Sports (to their credit) run stats highlighting the Heat's offensive woes both tonight and all season, and also run stats on what the Heat lost when Jason Kapono and Eddie Jones left. So +1 to them for telling the ugly truth for a while. Most importantly, the whole little section didn't mention Dwyane Wade even once! Unprecedented.

- Daequan Cook hits a three pointer against the zone. Finally.

- Running down the court, Nick Collison picks the ball up after an unsuccessful pump fake and, with nowhere to go, tries a self alleyoop off the backboard. The results were amusingly unsucessful.

- Mark Blount then hits a three against the zone, and Cook makes a layup off of a turnover. That quick 8-0 run has it down to a 13 point game, and Eric Reed gets excited. He starts a speech with the phrase "if the Heat win", briefly choosing to ignore the big deficit and dwindling game clock (6 minutes left) because he's too excited about the Heta being able to make two outside shots in the same quarter of play. Which is fair enough, I guess.

- The Heat actually have more opportunities to cut into the lead, as Seattle's defense continues to flounder. But Williams and Cook both miss open three pointers, and Seattle makes a couple of baskets - one off a great pass by Nick Collison which really pissed off Reed - to stretch it back to 18, and essentially end the game.

- Delonte West turns down a three pointer from the left corner, and thus is forced to drive right. He's not happy about it, and goes slowly. Eventually, after dribbling across the free throw lines to the right side, he has to put up a shot clock beater, and airballs a fallaway, contorting his body awkwardly just so that he could use his left hand again. Didn't seem worth it. Maybe work on this aspect of your game.

- Miami hasn't quit yet, and a pass from Wade to Williams for a three pointer cuts it to an 11 point game. Williams, buoyed by this, finally does something Jason Williams-like: after Damien Wilkins dribbles of his foot in a Damien Wilkins-esque way for the second time tonight, on the Heat's next possession, Williams turns down an open 18 footer to hit a cutting Davis along the baseline, which he turns into a three point play. That is Williams's only assist of the night, but at least he didn't make a turnover, so he's slowly catching Penny. 8 point game.

- Delonte West answers this with a three and proves, once again, that he is ALL BALLS. (And herpes).

- This game isn't tense any more. It never was, really. Seattle has been assured of the win since prior to tip off, and have never really given us a reason waver in that belief. They're just better, and it shows tonight if not in their season records. However, if there WAS tension, Eric Reed would have just diffused it. During a timeout with very little time left to play, Sun Sports ran an advert for an upcoming concert entitled "An Evening With Barry Manilow", Reed voiced the piece with something that was either genuine enthusiasm or extremely convincing sarcasm. I'm not sure which it was, but it was a very heartwarming moment.

- After the timeout, Miami runs a play to get Ricky Davis an open three pointer, which he misses. After making a couple, Miami doesn't now seem to be able to stop shooting the threes, and the 4-16 Davis doesn't seem to be able to resist it either. Wilcox dunks on the ensuing fast break, and then Mark Blount throws the ball away. It's a 13 point game and Seattle ball with 3.30 left to play. The game, while essentially over, is still technically winnable, but Pat Riley chooses this moment to sub out Dwyane Wade, presumably because he reached his full allotted 25 minutes. Kinda highlights the pointlessness of such a system, really.

- The following things happen towards the end of the game - Miami continues to hoist three to little effect, Damien Wilkins hits a 22 foot fallaway to take the piss a bit, Jeff Green airballs a 6 foot jumpshot shooting it only about 3 feet, and Smush Parker subs back in. The final one of those is the ultimate act of futility, and Miami goes on to lose 104-95.

- Eric Reed signs off the broadcast by saying "it's hard to imagine how it can get much lower for Miami". Well, wait until they lose to Boston and New Jersey this weekend. Then we'll see.

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