Bosh channels Oak and Donald channels Turk
I’ve said this before and I’ll say it again: Chris Bosh has handled this whole impending free agency thing better than anybody else in the league and for that I’m very thankful.
He’s been consistent with his response and he hasn’t done anything distraction-causing like pine for a specific city or specific teammates.
He’s steadfast that it’s a summer time issue and that’s when it will be dealt with and that’s first class.
He was at it again Monday after practice when it was brought up for the billionth time and he gave the same answer for the billionth time.
“We don’t even address it … we’re going to keep rolling, there’s going to be a time and a place to talk about all that stuff and when it comes, I’m sure everybody will know about it.”
Yes, we will.
But, thankfully, we can wait until the summer to deal with it.
Prone on the sofa watching TV – hey, that Carter fellow’s still got it a bit, doesn’t he? – one thought occurred to me:
They need to light that flame out west pretty darn quick because I’m getting quite tired of listening to Donald Sutherland – no disrespect to him personally, he’s just a patriot thespian making a buck – tell me to Believe.
I may have been dozing off, but I swear I thought one of the kabillion times I saw that commercial that he said:
He was sipping a double-double and eating a beaver tail, I think.
But then I woke up.
Bosh as Oak.
We’re all standing around chatting with him Monday after practice and he’s going on about his off-season workout routine and how hard he worked to get bigger and stronger and more able to withstand the rigours of a long regular season.
He was, he said, driven.
And then he drops this one on us:
“If you want to get what nobody has, you have to do what nobody wants to do.”
Now, it’s not “pimpin’ ain’t easy, pimpin’ ain’t dead” and it’s certainly not “just ‘cause there’s glass on the highway don’t mean there was an accident” and it’s not even “don’t cry over spilled milk, just go to the kitchen and get some more” but, for Chris, it was pretty good.
So Chris Paul’s already out of the all-star game and so is Brandon Roy.
There are now worries that Paul Pierce’s foot may keep him out, no one knows about Kobe’s ankle and I’ve read about doubts on Carmelo Anthony and Chauncey Billups because of their ankles.
I tell you, the story of Sunday is going to be the stadium because the game may end up being a second-tier event.
Of course, all those guys may get healthy enough to play and we’ll be fine but if they don’t, who goes?
It was interesting to me that the commissioner took Chris Kaman, a big, over Monta Ellis, a small, to replace Roy and who knows what he’ll do if either of the other West guys can’t go.
One thing for sure? It won’t be Tracy McGrady, no matter what the fans say.
The interesting one to me, though, is in the East if indeed Pierce has to pull out.
It’s up the commissioner to make the call – I’m sure after consultation with East coach Stan Van Gundy – but here’s one:
Does he take Josh Smith as a third Atlanta Hawk or does he perhaps hold his nose and pick a guy he once suspended for shooting a gun off out a strip club and reward Stephen Jackson with an all-star berth?
Personally, I take Smith. But that’s just me.
Antoine Wright’s been an interesting cat, hasn’t he been?
I mean here’s a guy who came in with a rep as a defensive stopper and key kind of glue guy and got off to a rocky start, to say the least. He’s playing poorly, calling out coaches and teammates, can’t make a shot, is the presumptive stopper on what looks like historically the worst defence in professional basketball history.
Now he’s making every shot he looks at, he’s guarding the other team’s best player down the stretch practically every night and who knows where they’d be without him.
How, Jay? How?
“Overall conditioning. I think (at) the beginning of the year, he had that injury (and) it kind of put him back. He’s a competitor, he wants to play, maybe came back when he wasn’t 100 per cent and was a little bit behind that way.”
But the shots? The shots are crazy.
Here’s a guy who came in as a career 29 per cent three-point shooter – 29 per cent! – and he’s 12-for-21 over the last five games and if you take out an 0-5 clunker at Indy the other night, we’re talking stupidly ridiculous, unprecedented hotness.
How, Antoine? How?
“It’s getting in here, getting my shots up and also knowing when I’m going to get my shots. Before, in the past, I’d get six shots a day and no shots the next game. Just being out there and having that confidence and knowing the ball’s going to come to me and being ready to shoot it.”
Now, we may indeed see some regression to the mean – and I fully expect we will – but this guy’s been torrid of late.
Okay, let’s see:
Season starts with great promise.
Key players get hurt.
Beloved owner dies.
Team in toilet.
Guns in the locker room.
Daily trade rumours surround remaining key players.
Apocalyptic snowstorm hits area, game postponed.
And now the only good day for the Washington Wizards to make up that postponed game sets up a back-to-back-to-back series in March?
Yeah, that’s been a season to remember down there, hasn’t it been?
Thank goodness all I have to worry about up here is a few expected early season losses, the near daily calls from the more frantic of fans for firings, trades and benchings and now all the world’s an oyster when you’re five games over .500.
All right, time to stalk the postal carrier to wait for the letter letting us know if Super Son’s sax audition was good enough to land him a spot at a big-shot music program before heading off to practice.
I’m going to tell you this about the daily practice thing these days:
The mood is always upbeat and light, lots of laughs, everyone’s happy and it gets me pining for the olden days when cynicism and bitterness ruled ‘cause I do that so much better.
Anyway, see ya.