Leading up to last night’s game, it was fairly unclear who would make up for Danilo Gallinari‘s minutes, or if not minutes, his production. If Corey Brewer can go 16/5/3 in 7 mpg, God bless him. But he can’t, so the Nuggets are a game of Clue, right now.Please, blog, may I have some more?
As I peeled myself off the linoleum floor, sucked down the last few drops of last night’s Bitburger beer and licked the crusted schnitzel off my fingertips, the memories of last night’s NBA Finals celebration reignited in my mind. Dirk is a champion.Please, blog, may I have some more?
One more night. I know I’ve got a long summer filled with postseason rankings ahead of me. Not to mention keepers, sleepers, rookies, lockout news, more lockout news, Ron Artest-is-bored-and-crazy news, Greg Oden-is-progressing-and-looking-forward-to-a-lockout-shortened season news, Hey-is-that-Luke-Ridnour?-Why-is-he-even-in-this-state-much-less-at-my-laundromat-news, preseason rankings, and the inevitable process of writing about fantasy basketball if there is no real basketball.Please, blog, may I have some more?
Jason Richardson stepped out of his Delorean in a Phoenix uniform and dropped 24 points on 9-for-14 shooting (six threes). Dude hasn’t cleared 20 points since January 15 and hasn’t scored 24 since December 15. S’what happens when you go from being a team’s no.1 offensive option to another team’s no.4 offensive option.Please, blog, may I have some more?
By now you, you’re undoubtedly getting fat off the meat of yesterday’s trades. You’ve unbuttoned your trousers, leaned back hard in your chair, farted a little (admit it, you did), listened to Grandma asking if you’ve heard about “Carmen Anthony,” all while digesting that which went down and that which still might might go down in the waning moments of the trade deadline.Please, blog, may I have some more?
Word ’round the campfire is that the power forward everybody loves to hate dared to whisper about a H.A.S. (high ankle sprain) ion the last 24 hours. No, Rick Mahorn wasn’t whispering anything. Rick Mahorn doesn’t whisper. He screams quietly. Different generation’s hatable PF.Please, blog, may I have some more?
When Chicago’s Carlos Boozer left Saturday’s game with a rolled ankle, two things popped into my mind: 1) His blocking numbers suggest he’s been playing with rolled ankles most of his career, why the dramatics all of a sudden? 2) if he’s being taken to the player parking garage in a golf cart, perhaps he shouldn’t be driving home, 3) did I say two things or three things popped into my mind?Please, blog, may I have some more?
So this is a blow to your team. Or a blow-ah, if you’re into continuous rhyming patterns. Joakim Noah will have surgery on his thumb that, by most accounts, will lay him low until February or March. Before you continue reading, go grab Taj Gibson.Please, blog, may I have some more?
It’s a good bet that I’m talking to deep leaguers if I dedicate this much space to a guy who’s only started in four games, and averaging 23 minutes this season on a Bucks team that seems to consist of Brandon Jennings, Andrew Bogut and, like, 10 6-foot-9 guys who do everything and nothing simultaneously.Please, blog, may I have some more?