So, whither the NBA as the league gets to the halfway point?
Sure, there have been some surprises and disappointments – did you check out NBN this week – but what about the league as a whole?
Is it better off for the lockout?
I don’t really think there’s been all that big a change at the moment and everyone who figured back in December that the league had routed the players should probably take a deep breath and re-think things.
Seems to me we’re still hearing about players bolting at the first chance they get – and I have no issue with a guy who has fulfilled his contract finding a new place to work if he so wishes – and the contract extensions we’ve seen signed are still astronomical and tend to reward future hopes than past accomplishments.
Now, this could all change in the next couple of years when a stricter tax plan comes into place but I even wonder about that. I know owners and I presume some will have no concern about blowing the bank account, which kind of defeats the purpose of the league locking players out for almost six months to level the financial playing field.
On the court?
Well, there have been more abominations of games so far this season than ever, players are too tired, too banged up, too unable to work on their games in practice because of the horrid schedule.
Yes, there have been some good games, like there always are, but I would suggest there have been more true dogs this season than ever before.
And both sides are complicit in that. The league wanted to maximize the potential for revenue by jamming 66 games in 124 days and the union went merrily along because it meant more money for the players, who are getting pro-rated shares of their salaries.
It was a two-sided cash grab with little or no regard for fans who have to shell out good money to watch bad games.
So, whither the NBA?
About the same place it was in July at the moment and they need to get this aberration of a season over with, take a summer so everyone can collect their breath and come back with some semblance of normalcy next October.
Better get this out of the way, given where we are and all, right?
Good theme song bring back any memories of Those Of A Certain Vintage?
No, HWSNBN never got back to me to let me know what time to show up for the big Obamafest at the house, the bum.
But I know.
I know because Barack’s plane landed about 15 minutes after ours last evening and the resulting hubbub and security concerns closed a lot of the taxiways and ramps an infrastructure at the airport and while our plane got to the gate before things were shutdown, it screwed up the luggage delivery and it had to be 55 minutes before any of us saw our suitcases.
But The Prez is a fashionably late dinner guest; he couldn’t have arrived at the posh Islesworth house ‘til almost 9 p.m.
Why I had Air Canada, Vol. 1,290,572
Waiting to board a full jet down here, about 25 people get to walk down the ramp to the plane and all of a sudden the process comes to a screeching halt.
We wait. And wait. And wait. And wait.
Had to be 25 minutes, maybe half an hour, no one’s moving, one Air Canada guy’s on a phone, an Air Canada lady is on a walkie-talkie and we’re all getting impatient.
Wouldn’t you think one of the other three or four Air Canada people milling about would have grabbed a microphone and let us know what was going on?
As a guy once told me, the official motto should be:
“We’re not happy ‘til you’re not happy.”
I guess it’s all well and good that Milwaukee’s Ryan Braun won his appeal of the drug suspension, everyone I’ve ever spoken to who knows the game speaks of him in high regard.
I’d be far more impressed if the reason he had his 50-game suspension overturned was because of faulty science rather than some technicality in the handling of his samples.
But that’s just me, I guess.
Tough night in Linsanity, wasn’t it?
He was 1-11 from the field with eight turnovers as the Heat spanked the Knicks and while I still say it’s a great, great story and I hope the kid makes a billion dollars over his career, I think we can stop all the talk about all-star status, can we?
I think more troubling for the Knicks – Lin’s a solid NBAer but that’s going to be about it – is the fact Amar’e Stoudemire looks horrible.
We saw it in Toronto when he had about half a dozen shots blocked and you could see it a bit again last night: His athleticism seems to be waning and, frankly, you take that away from him and it’s trouble.
Not sure how much time we’ve got today to do it, though. There’s a 9:15 a.m. bus to the media availability for the Kids Game tonight, a bus about 11 a.m. over to a Hall of Fame news conference to announce the finalists for next year’s class, a noon-2 media session with the players in Sunday’s game and then a bus ride back to our hotel to write.
And if any of you knows Orlando, you know it’s one of the most spread-out cities in the history of civilization, there are theme parks and amusement parks and highways, so intimacy is not a hallmark of this weekn.
But if the rain holds off, it might be nice to sit outside and type.
Nary a snippet of news (no, nothing on Chandler) and this is the first weekend in the history of the franchise that they won’t have a single soul here to do anything.
Kind of refreshing; won’t have to chase HWSNBN or Bosh or some rookie or sophomore or dunker. What’s a fellow to do?