Showing posts with label Basketball. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Basketball. Show all posts

Wednesday, December 6, 2006

David Stern, Commence the Backpedalling



You wouldn't know it took look at him (especially in the picture above), but David Stern is a bad motherfucker. He's the Moses Malone of sports commissioners. (I guess this makes Bud Selig Shawn Bradley.) Stern has guided the NBA through multiple transitions, leading up to today, where basketball is the healthiest it's been in a long time. Depending on where you stand, this recent prosperity is either thanks to, or in spite of, David's iron fisted rule. But, love it or hate it, it's been one of the hallmarks of the NBA. Don't agree with zone defense? Well go play Slamball then, bitch. Hey Mark Cuban, you don't like the refs? Well now you're not allowed in the huddle. How do you like them apples? Stern has honed belittling the opinions of others down to a science. When the debate on the new dress code was in full swing, David cagily avoided many valid points on the issue. Instead, he highlighted absurd comments such as Marcus Camby's request for a stipend to pay for clothes. In the NBA, it's David Stern's world, we're all just paying rent.

This why I found yesterday's admission that the introduction of the new ball was mishandled so mindblowing. This isn't to say that I don't think the NBA made a mistake. Changing the ball without allowing any player oversight showed a great deal of hubris. I'm also not claiming that Stern didn't have some good reasons for wanting to make the adjustment. But whether a synthetic ball was a good choice or a bad one, I was sure David would get away with it. He has when it came to everything else. However, the union found their nuts and filed an unfair labor practices suit, so the Comissioner was faced with some options. Stick to his guns and risk getting shown up in court, or open up the issue. It remains to be seen just how conciliatory David Stern is willing to be, but, so far, this is a big leap forward.

Monday, December 4, 2006

The Timberwolves are Kevin Federline.



Kevin Garnett said today that he's not unhappy with the Timberwolves. Hm, ok. The problem with this statement is he has every reason to be. A player that I'm convinced will go down as one of the best ever at his position has had persistently bad management. Blah Joe Smith blah blah Latrell Spreewell. Blah blah blah only out of the first round once. You've heard all of this before. Despite his chiding of the media, Kevin went on to make some not so veiled shots at the men upstairs:

"People feel sorry for me?" Garnett said. "I don't go out and scout players. I don't do any of the front office stuff. This thing's bigger than Kevin Garnett. I'm a piece, but ... I don't want nobody to feel sorry for me. I bust my [butt] to come in and be consistent every year. If you want to feel sorry for somebody, feel sorry for the people who put the team together and haven't put me in a position to be in those situations. Don't feel sorry for me."


If you need translation, the gist of that was "Fuck you, Kevin McHale. I'm too smart to appear a headcase, but everyone knows you fucked this up." Which brings me to the title. The Timberwolves are Kevin Federline. They landed someone way out of their league. They then proceeded to do everything possible to ruin it. Their significant other went out of the way to not complain publicly. But, it was obvious that whenever they walked out, it would be justified. The Timberwolves are my team for better or worse. But, I hope KG gets to play for someone who deserves him before he retires.