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Friday, November 21, 2008
Crawford for Harrington??
I saw this trade come through on the wire and I don't know what to think. I can somewhat see this from Golden State's standpoint being that Crawford can fill it up and we all know that Nellie likes him some runnin and gunnin. Then again, they have been playing well and the time that players like Anthony Morrow is getting right now is so valuable. Hopefully this won't disrupt team chemistry too much and they can continue to spread the wealth. This will either go very well for them or very bad and I don't really see an in-between. This could be a dynamic back court with Crawford and Ellis running the show, Maggette and Jackson on the wings and Latvian rebounding machine manning the middle. Or this will turn into Crawford gunning too much, Ellis being pissed about a lesser team role, Maggette's leg falling off and Jackson stabbing somebody. Stay tuned...
As for the Knicks, this has to be strictly a salary move. Maybe they just looked around and said, "@#$% it". This means less minutes for David Lee and can someone explain to me why he isn't playing? Is it because he doesn't have a good enough J for coach D? Also, this means more Nate Robinson and I think that is frightening. This is more of a salary cap move than anything else and if I'm the Knicks and I continue to stink, does a great city really justify a high profile signing?
What are you thoughts Knicks and Warriors fans if there are any out there that read the blog?
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Al Holy Horford!
Cruising around the boxscores last night, I came across an insane line. Al Horford had 27 points, 17 rebounds and 6 blocks. He got more looks with Josh Smith being out but Horford has produced more than I thought he would coming out of college. I knew he was talented and had an NBA body but of the big three from Florida (I can't stop saying "big three"!), I thought that Noah would be the best pro and that Brewer could even end up being better than big Al in the end. Boy was I wrong.
While Al continues to rack up double-doubles, Noah just drinks and smokes pot in the streets and Corey Brewer, last I checked, still weighs 111 pounds. This could all turn around of course with a little maturation. Al was obviously ahead of the game physically and is off to an early lead in NBA success among the Florida boys. We'll see how it all turns out but Al is the anchor of an undefeated team and his success needs to be recognized.
-Aaron
Cruising around the boxscores last night, I came across an insane line. Al Horford had 27 points, 17 rebounds and 6 blocks. He got more looks with Josh Smith being out but Horford has produced more than I thought he would coming out of college. I knew he was talented and had an NBA body but of the big three from Florida (I can't stop saying "big three"!), I thought that Noah would be the best pro and that Brewer could even end up being better than big Al in the end. Boy was I wrong.
While Al continues to rack up double-doubles, Noah just drinks and smokes pot in the streets and Corey Brewer, last I checked, still weighs 111 pounds. This could all turn around of course with a little maturation. Al was obviously ahead of the game physically and is off to an early lead in NBA success among the Florida boys. We'll see how it all turns out but Al is the anchor of an undefeated team and his success needs to be recognized.
-Aaron
NEW SHOW IN TOWN
I was quite excited for my first serving of "Fan Night" on NBATV. A matchup of two of the best teams in the league and a clear choice of the best game of the night - by the fans. Not that I was not flipping over to the amazingly entertaining matchup of the Spurs and Knicks... because I wasn't.
Frankly I really wasn't watching that much of the Lakers and Mavs either, because even though I was, I could not wait to get back to the studio crew of Ahmad Rashād, Gary Payton and Chris Webber.
As much as I love the crew of Chuck, Kenny and Erny, I have never been as captivated as I was by the riveting smack flowing back and forth between The Glove and C-Webb, not to mention the greatest unintentional humor of Rashād trying to keep up. Which is the nice way of me saying Rashād had not been blacker since he popped out of the womb.
Charles may have moves, but GP is a bad Mo'Fo.
Listening to GP and C-Webb do the highlights, was in fact the highlight of my evening. GP had a constant chirp to him. Making sounds I had never heard telecast. While C-Webb could have been called C-Smooth. Offering up a dose of truth to each of The Glove's indiscernible calls.
Whoooooooo... Oh na, son... Oh na... Why you trying to block dat? Why even jump? What you thinkin? No business... dont you know who dat is?
(what i was able to make of GP)
Throwing it down like a man. Cause thats how a man does it.
(C-Webb offered, making me realize Lebron dunking was a life lesson)
I have never asked for much in life, but I remember a Christmas wish list back in 1995 where all I wanted was Sports Center to be done on BET... Well, thanks to NBATV, I did not even have to fake cancer.
Rob McElhenney is going to hell...
I could go on and on about Rashād slinging jive and suddenly acquiring a slur of the street, but really that would be a detractor from the beauty that is the chemistry between GP and C-Webb. How no general manager had the where with all to match these two is beyond me; from the description of New York's salary cap struggles and doomed breakdown of Eddy Curry to their top ten highlight analysis, my life is forever changed in the best way.
Thank you NBATV - See you next Tuesday...
- PALKA
I was quite excited for my first serving of "Fan Night" on NBATV. A matchup of two of the best teams in the league and a clear choice of the best game of the night - by the fans. Not that I was not flipping over to the amazingly entertaining matchup of the Spurs and Knicks... because I wasn't.
Frankly I really wasn't watching that much of the Lakers and Mavs either, because even though I was, I could not wait to get back to the studio crew of Ahmad Rashād, Gary Payton and Chris Webber.
As much as I love the crew of Chuck, Kenny and Erny, I have never been as captivated as I was by the riveting smack flowing back and forth between The Glove and C-Webb, not to mention the greatest unintentional humor of Rashād trying to keep up. Which is the nice way of me saying Rashād had not been blacker since he popped out of the womb.
Charles may have moves, but GP is a bad Mo'Fo.
Listening to GP and C-Webb do the highlights, was in fact the highlight of my evening. GP had a constant chirp to him. Making sounds I had never heard telecast. While C-Webb could have been called C-Smooth. Offering up a dose of truth to each of The Glove's indiscernible calls.
Whoooooooo... Oh na, son... Oh na... Why you trying to block dat? Why even jump? What you thinkin? No business... dont you know who dat is?
(what i was able to make of GP)
Throwing it down like a man. Cause thats how a man does it.
(C-Webb offered, making me realize Lebron dunking was a life lesson)
I have never asked for much in life, but I remember a Christmas wish list back in 1995 where all I wanted was Sports Center to be done on BET... Well, thanks to NBATV, I did not even have to fake cancer.
Rob McElhenney is going to hell...
I could go on and on about Rashād slinging jive and suddenly acquiring a slur of the street, but really that would be a detractor from the beauty that is the chemistry between GP and C-Webb. How no general manager had the where with all to match these two is beyond me; from the description of New York's salary cap struggles and doomed breakdown of Eddy Curry to their top ten highlight analysis, my life is forever changed in the best way.
Thank you NBATV - See you next Tuesday...
- PALKA
Monday, November 10, 2008
ROY???
No disrespect intended here but I didn't think OJ Mayo would produce like this, this quickly. I've gotten so caught up in the rightful hype of Derrick Rose and Mike Beasley that I drifted away from OJ. I have followed OJ closely for years as the child prodigy from West Virginia that was playing varsity ball as an 8th grader. I think after hearing about questionable attitude issues, switching schools and then going to LA, I thought he had gotten too big for himself.
Then stories started leaking out about his work ethic at USC being exceptional and the same thing was echoed during workouts and by coach Mike in Memphis currently. His numbers are backing up the hype as well. The last three games, he's put up 28, 20 and 31 points. I understand that they were playing teams like Golden State and Sac Town but those are impressive numbers nonetheless. It's an early season but he's averaging 19 on the season and shooting a respectable 44%. At the end of the year, he may not win ROY but he should be in consideration and I wouldn't be shocked at all if he keeps putting up numbers like he is. He'll get plenty of time on a bad Memphis team to showcase his all around game.
-Aaron
No disrespect intended here but I didn't think OJ Mayo would produce like this, this quickly. I've gotten so caught up in the rightful hype of Derrick Rose and Mike Beasley that I drifted away from OJ. I have followed OJ closely for years as the child prodigy from West Virginia that was playing varsity ball as an 8th grader. I think after hearing about questionable attitude issues, switching schools and then going to LA, I thought he had gotten too big for himself.
Then stories started leaking out about his work ethic at USC being exceptional and the same thing was echoed during workouts and by coach Mike in Memphis currently. His numbers are backing up the hype as well. The last three games, he's put up 28, 20 and 31 points. I understand that they were playing teams like Golden State and Sac Town but those are impressive numbers nonetheless. It's an early season but he's averaging 19 on the season and shooting a respectable 44%. At the end of the year, he may not win ROY but he should be in consideration and I wouldn't be shocked at all if he keeps putting up numbers like he is. He'll get plenty of time on a bad Memphis team to showcase his all around game.
-Aaron
Sunday, November 09, 2008
The Spanish Inquisition
I've sat back and watched in amazement as the game I love so much has grown on a world wide scale. It never ceases to amaze me how players from all corners of the globe end up in the NBA with the longest of shots and they not only make it but they succeed. I remember watching in amazement as players from outside our soil like Dirk or Manu not only did well but played at an All-Star level in the NBA and proved that region does not designate aptitude on the playing court. For years, the Argentineans proved this as much as anybody but right now, Spain is taking the torch from all comers as the top country in the world outside the good ol' USA that is producing basketball talent.
We all have seen the exploits of Pau Gasol but they are so many other players that have done well for themselves on the NBA hardwood. Jose Calderon finally got the starting nod in Toronto and he's averaging a nifty 16 and 10 per game thus far in the great white north. Down in Memphis, Pau's brother Marc is averaging 10 and 8 on the season and had a monster game against Golden State in which he put up 27 an 16. Up here in the Pacific Northwest, Rudy Fernandez picked right back up where he left off in the Olympics and is averaging 14 points a game playing along side fellow countryman Sergio Rodriguez.
Now, this may not seem rare as we've seen waves of talent come from regions like Serbia, Lithuania, Brazil, the aforementioned Argentina, Italy, etc. Some hot prospects come out but as you've seen in recent times, new countries emerge as a hotbed of talent and it seems that the big names from those given regions dry up over time. What began with Pau seven-years ago is just getting bigger. Rudy and Marc just came to the States and the upcoming class of players looks very strong as well.
Ricky is tall!
I've mentioned and awed at the exploits and poise of Ricky Rubio and he showcased this in the Olympics. He could very well be a number one pick once he comes out and any team that grabs him is getting something truly special. Beyond Ricky though, you have fantastic players on the horizon like Victor Claver, Sergio Lull and Pablo Aguilar. All this talent in a large but not quite that large region got me thinking, why is there SO much talent in a small pool?
I think all of this can be traced back to their own shores. In 1992, the original Dream Team was created and the world took notice. In Barcelona, people were able to watch all time great players like MJ, Barkley, Magic and Stockton take center court and dominate. It was awe inspiring as a fan but I could also imagine seeing it for the first time. Imagine the first time you saw Jordan levitate, or Magic no look somebody. Those things resonate forever and they obviously did with the Spanish people as well. It can be no real surprise to anyone either that the ACB league in Spain is the hardest in the world to play in outside the NBA and is also the most organized. While many, including myself may cringe at the image of David Stern, the Dream Team and his reach across borders was a brilliant concept that is paying off in spades now. They have structure and passion for basketball in Spain and the results are telling.
So, the next time you hear a Spaniard's name called during the draft or on Sportscenter, remember that this is just the beginning. Players will continue to roll in from around the globe but Spain will remain the second best country outside our borders at producing basketball talent. This may all change of course but for the time being, viva Espana!
-Aaron
I've sat back and watched in amazement as the game I love so much has grown on a world wide scale. It never ceases to amaze me how players from all corners of the globe end up in the NBA with the longest of shots and they not only make it but they succeed. I remember watching in amazement as players from outside our soil like Dirk or Manu not only did well but played at an All-Star level in the NBA and proved that region does not designate aptitude on the playing court. For years, the Argentineans proved this as much as anybody but right now, Spain is taking the torch from all comers as the top country in the world outside the good ol' USA that is producing basketball talent.
We all have seen the exploits of Pau Gasol but they are so many other players that have done well for themselves on the NBA hardwood. Jose Calderon finally got the starting nod in Toronto and he's averaging a nifty 16 and 10 per game thus far in the great white north. Down in Memphis, Pau's brother Marc is averaging 10 and 8 on the season and had a monster game against Golden State in which he put up 27 an 16. Up here in the Pacific Northwest, Rudy Fernandez picked right back up where he left off in the Olympics and is averaging 14 points a game playing along side fellow countryman Sergio Rodriguez.
Now, this may not seem rare as we've seen waves of talent come from regions like Serbia, Lithuania, Brazil, the aforementioned Argentina, Italy, etc. Some hot prospects come out but as you've seen in recent times, new countries emerge as a hotbed of talent and it seems that the big names from those given regions dry up over time. What began with Pau seven-years ago is just getting bigger. Rudy and Marc just came to the States and the upcoming class of players looks very strong as well.
Ricky is tall!
I've mentioned and awed at the exploits and poise of Ricky Rubio and he showcased this in the Olympics. He could very well be a number one pick once he comes out and any team that grabs him is getting something truly special. Beyond Ricky though, you have fantastic players on the horizon like Victor Claver, Sergio Lull and Pablo Aguilar. All this talent in a large but not quite that large region got me thinking, why is there SO much talent in a small pool?
I think all of this can be traced back to their own shores. In 1992, the original Dream Team was created and the world took notice. In Barcelona, people were able to watch all time great players like MJ, Barkley, Magic and Stockton take center court and dominate. It was awe inspiring as a fan but I could also imagine seeing it for the first time. Imagine the first time you saw Jordan levitate, or Magic no look somebody. Those things resonate forever and they obviously did with the Spanish people as well. It can be no real surprise to anyone either that the ACB league in Spain is the hardest in the world to play in outside the NBA and is also the most organized. While many, including myself may cringe at the image of David Stern, the Dream Team and his reach across borders was a brilliant concept that is paying off in spades now. They have structure and passion for basketball in Spain and the results are telling.
So, the next time you hear a Spaniard's name called during the draft or on Sportscenter, remember that this is just the beginning. Players will continue to roll in from around the globe but Spain will remain the second best country outside our borders at producing basketball talent. This may all change of course but for the time being, viva Espana!
-Aaron
Saturday, November 08, 2008
POSTED BY PALKA
When not shooting kids, Al Powell/Carl Winslow loves eating twinkies. Deep fried.
FLAT FEET SYNDROME
Playing on your heels... Playing like you enjoyed election night a little too much...
Playing with FLAT FEET.
At what point as a coach do you just acknowledge your team does not have it for the night?
NEVER.
On Friday night, the Suns were Sgt. Al Powell, a desk jockey. A flat footed squad unqualified for the court.
Watching the game on Season Pass, I had no problem sacrificing a night on the town to listen to Stacey King, Neil Funk, and Ronny Garretson's whistle. (No, really, Stat just went to the line again.) They called a decent game, if not a cultural mash-up as King continued to sing Ludicrous while Rose threw it down on Leandro Barbosa, a man who looks lost if not bewildered as to what his role is with the "new" old Suns, and Funk wanted to bring back Johnny Cash, I suppose to match the dark sleep Phoenix conceded to on the third game of a four game Eastern Conference road swing.
That was disgusting.
Not to be deterred, and believing Stacey's proclamation that the Suns are not a team you sleep on, I stuck around to watch a game that pushed every one of my basketball passion buttons.
I understand sometimes it just is not your night. I understand when another team is shooting the lights out, there is not a lot you can do. What I do not understand is the Flat Feet Syndrome which can completely sabotage a team. Where does the hunger go? Where is the pride?
It is not by good fortune that every loose ball is going to one side, it is that only one side wants that loose ball. Only one side cares. Nothing is more infuriating to see.
At one point, I saw Raja Bell get mad. He pulled up hit a three, and tried to stoke the flames of a melancholy squad. When that fell short, after the 200th turnover of the night, he dove in at Rose's body on an extremely frustrated reach in, but a poignant effort to say he would not quit, even if short 20 points. His attempts to ignite the pride in his squad, though, fell on deaf ear. This was a night of Flat Feet. A night the Suns feel short of the qualifications needed to participate on a professional level.
In a 3rd quarter interview Kerr excused the team. "There will be nights like this while we transition" (to paraphrase). Funk, the Bulls play-by-play was more critical, saying he never liked Terry Porter's offense.
Frankly, what I saw had little to do with the sets; it had little to do with new rotations. It had all to do with effort, and the Suns gave none.
To come home with a split would be a major let down, after starting off 2-0 on this swing. And, yes, I realize they are only 6 games deep in the season, but I refuse to be so cynical as to just accept that "there will be nights like this".
Terry Porter was a fierce competitor, and that attitude needs to be a foundation in this squad if they wish to take on the likes of Los Angeles, a team that does not seem to be taking any nights off. As Porter brings his squad into Milwaukee, his former stomping grounds, on the second night of a double header, and last game of the swing, lets all pay attention to the energy level. Lets watch to see if the squad reacts with a determined first quarter, playing on their toes, and going for each ball as if it were theirs. Set the tone early, Terry. Instill the nightly passion that you played with and do not let this veteran laden team be satisfied at any moment.
Flat feet syndrome... be gone.
When not shooting kids, Al Powell/Carl Winslow loves eating twinkies. Deep fried.
FLAT FEET SYNDROME
Playing on your heels... Playing like you enjoyed election night a little too much...
Playing with FLAT FEET.
At what point as a coach do you just acknowledge your team does not have it for the night?
NEVER.
On Friday night, the Suns were Sgt. Al Powell, a desk jockey. A flat footed squad unqualified for the court.
Watching the game on Season Pass, I had no problem sacrificing a night on the town to listen to Stacey King, Neil Funk, and Ronny Garretson's whistle. (No, really, Stat just went to the line again.) They called a decent game, if not a cultural mash-up as King continued to sing Ludicrous while Rose threw it down on Leandro Barbosa, a man who looks lost if not bewildered as to what his role is with the "new" old Suns, and Funk wanted to bring back Johnny Cash, I suppose to match the dark sleep Phoenix conceded to on the third game of a four game Eastern Conference road swing.
That was disgusting.
Not to be deterred, and believing Stacey's proclamation that the Suns are not a team you sleep on, I stuck around to watch a game that pushed every one of my basketball passion buttons.
I understand sometimes it just is not your night. I understand when another team is shooting the lights out, there is not a lot you can do. What I do not understand is the Flat Feet Syndrome which can completely sabotage a team. Where does the hunger go? Where is the pride?
It is not by good fortune that every loose ball is going to one side, it is that only one side wants that loose ball. Only one side cares. Nothing is more infuriating to see.
At one point, I saw Raja Bell get mad. He pulled up hit a three, and tried to stoke the flames of a melancholy squad. When that fell short, after the 200th turnover of the night, he dove in at Rose's body on an extremely frustrated reach in, but a poignant effort to say he would not quit, even if short 20 points. His attempts to ignite the pride in his squad, though, fell on deaf ear. This was a night of Flat Feet. A night the Suns feel short of the qualifications needed to participate on a professional level.
In a 3rd quarter interview Kerr excused the team. "There will be nights like this while we transition" (to paraphrase). Funk, the Bulls play-by-play was more critical, saying he never liked Terry Porter's offense.
Frankly, what I saw had little to do with the sets; it had little to do with new rotations. It had all to do with effort, and the Suns gave none.
To come home with a split would be a major let down, after starting off 2-0 on this swing. And, yes, I realize they are only 6 games deep in the season, but I refuse to be so cynical as to just accept that "there will be nights like this".
Terry Porter was a fierce competitor, and that attitude needs to be a foundation in this squad if they wish to take on the likes of Los Angeles, a team that does not seem to be taking any nights off. As Porter brings his squad into Milwaukee, his former stomping grounds, on the second night of a double header, and last game of the swing, lets all pay attention to the energy level. Lets watch to see if the squad reacts with a determined first quarter, playing on their toes, and going for each ball as if it were theirs. Set the tone early, Terry. Instill the nightly passion that you played with and do not let this veteran laden team be satisfied at any moment.
Flat feet syndrome... be gone.
Tuesday, November 04, 2008
Iverson on the Go!
Well, the Billups move happened much sooner than I anticipated. I thought I would look sharp if he were moved later in the year but I didn't see this one coming at all. I've sat back and watched initial reactions and thought about it myself. I think initially, this trade helps Denver. They needed a steady hand to right the ship and Chauncey can more than do that with his experience and abilities. Iverson will provide scoring but I don't really know if I like his dynamic on that team. Detroit is built upon team first and selfless play and even though AI plays his heart out, I still see him wanting and needing to be that number one guy. This move was really made for down the road though. This gives Stuckey a chance to shine and ensures that Maxiell and Johnson get the burn they need to develop their skills. This also gives Detroit a shot at free agency come 2010. So, Denver will shine now but if the youngins' get it done and grow and a big name free agent comes to Michigan, they will look like the big winners down the road.
-Aaron
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