Of Bosh and how the lottery will play out
This is a rather interesting story on Chris Bosh, more than capably crafted by Tom Haberstroh at espn.com, and I’m sure there are those out there who will be fascinated by Chris’s willingness to discuss himself, his place in the world, his feelings and the feelings of others toward him.
But you know what?
The story is pretty much a continuation – well-written and timely and covering current events – and it speaks to what some of us have known or felt about Bosh for years: He is almost too honest, too open, too self-critical for his own good.
Look, I’m going to preface this by saying I like Chris, he was always fair and open and accommodating to me in the seven years I wrote about him almost daily; I can think of one time and one time only that he blew off reporters and that was after Jermaine O’Neal basically quit on his team at halftime of a game in Oklahoma City, a game against a very weak Thunder team that Toronto probably would have won had the two of them played and it was even more galling when Jermaine remarkably healed himself and played the next night.
(Full disclosure: I wasn’t even at that game so it probably shouldn’t count).
Anyway, the thing about Chris is that he was, and obviously still is, wiling to open up, to give you his honest feelings no matter the repercussions.
Sure, there’s a narcissism to him that’s troubling – the guy did something akin to a telethon about getting a tattoo, for goodness sakes – but that’s kind of part and parcel of what he is.
And, yes, this latest bout of the joys of fatherhood is bit bothersome in that it’s never mentioned that he’s already a father – and, no, there are no issues with that lapsed relationship any more – but, again, if someone were to ask him about it, I’m sure he’d be forthcoming.
He was one day when I got him alone and he’d been through the ringer about his relationship with the mother of his first child and a financial battle waged in the newspapers instead of privately where it should have been. Instead of recoiling, and blowing me off, he openly discussed it, what he wanted for his daughter that Christmas, how he was handling a very sensitive, private issue.
We often complain about high-profile professional athletes who don’t let us inside. I’m not talking about the wretched TMZ-ification of the world of sports celebrity, where titillation counts for more than insight, where garbage passes as news; I’m talking about true feelings, no matter what people will think about you when you put them out there.
And if Bosh puts his out there, all the more power to him. I don’t know if it endears him to readers or family or friends or teammates but I don’t much care; I like that he does.
I’m not all that big on the twitter world – I read it as much as a tip sheet than anything because I really don’t care what a lot of people had for lunch or how nice they think the day is outside – but any time Jack McCallum writes something, I read it and you should, too.
(I think the book on the 1992 Dream Team will be a must-read when we get a shot at it)
Anyway, I seldom do this but you need to follow him and go here to get the best from one of the best.
Know what kind of sucks?
That the TV networks here that are showing the NBA playoffs don’t always give us pre- or post-game coverage. You’d think – at least I would – that it would enhance coverage and attract people and isn’t that what it’s all about?
Pretty galling to click on TSN2 for the 8-8:30 half hour on Sunday before Game 1 of Spurs-Thunder and see some crappy recap of CFL plays from a season that’s been over for seven months and was kind of dreadful that they went immediately to some canned hockey poop right after.
Lucky viewers, indeed.
Hang on a cotton-picking moment.
There’s some human being out there suggesting he was “roughed up” but The Beebs?
What? Is the guy like 7?
I am sure I know people who will lose their jobs after PostMedia cut Sunday papers across Canada amid other money-saving moves Monday and I’ll just say that sucks.
And it sucks mainly because, as we mentioned last week in the wake of the New Orleans news, cities need viable, vibrant, muckraking and good newspapers to keep everyone honest and I don’t care how they couch it in terms of more local news or whatever, having fewer people in the craft – editors, reporters, layout specialists – diminishes it.
Kings in 6.
(Tee-hee. Like I know)
Feel the anticipation for tomorrow’s lottery?
Look, the balls are going to fall where the balls are going to fall but I know conspiracy theorists live out there so …
Here are three:
New Orleans wins
Of course, they do. David Stern botched the best Chris Paul trade, the Hornets still don’t have Erik Gordon locked up beyond this summer and he sucked Tom Benson into buying the franchise that seems to be in dark days. You don’t think the league owes them?
Anthony Davis is the only possible franchise-changing player out there, why wouldn’t they want the Bobcats to have him. After all, it would ensure that Michael Jordan couldn’t blow another draft pick. And unless he hires Leonard Hamilton III to coach, why wouldn’t the league want him to have the first selection to keep a struggling franchise alive.
New Jersey wins
What? You don’t think the No. 1 pick can be parlayed into Dwight Howard, which keeps Deron Williams happy, and draws some fans to Brooklyn who’d otherwise have no reason to watch this team?
Besides, why wouldn’t you want to keep a Russian oligarch happy?
So, when one of those three teams wins, we can all sing a chorus of “I told you so.”
So you may as well relax right now, deck’s stacked against HOTH.
Stupid early fight to New York so this is up stupid early and if you offer a comment and it takes a while to see it, it’s because American Airlines or the weather screwed up my flight.
Have a good morning.