Nuanced brilliance and what did you absolutely have to own
A night of terrific loafing – dinner, nap, lounging, and maybe or maybe not a couple of handfuls of potato chips – included a whole lot of time watching the Miami-Orlando game and two things came to mind
I really like the way the Orlando broadcasters – Matt Goukas and David Steele – do a game because they do it as a game, not a TV show. Gotta be among the best local broadcasters in the league.
Oh, and the Heat are damn good.
Yes, they basically toyed with an under-manned Orlando team for about 2 1-4 quarters before turning it on but there’s now a nuance to the Miami game that makes them a bit more delightful to watch.
For a long time, I thought LeBron James was just too much power and not enough finesse and I am dead certain that he was. But now, his game has somehow slowed down and gotten better, his ability to carve a defence with his athletic ability and his mental acuity have taken his game to – yeah, I know, it’s a horrible cliché – another level.
I don’t know if it’s the fact they are somehow breathing easier and playing more freely now that they have a championship on their resume or what but the manner in which they are dispatching teams during this 27-game winning is awesome.
And it starts and ends with James, who has handled himself nearly perfectly on and off the court since the idiocy of The Decision and who can now, in my opinion, be held as one of the shiny beacons of the game.
Yes, his skills are off the charts good – his passing abilities and ability to see the court and make the right pass would probably put him among the top five point guards in the league if he actually played that position – but the way he handles himself has changed as well. He looks more relaxed, more subtle in the way he dissects a game.
I don’t when, or if, this streak will end – I’ll be interested to see who San Antonio rests on Sunday afternoon – but what we’re seeing is unprecedented, both from a team and an individual view.
And when the MVP ballots arrive in the next couple of weeks, I cannot imagine anyone anywhere filling it out without LeBron at the top of the list.
Okay, we missed the 40th anniversary of the release of Dark Side Of The Moon (yeah, we truly are Of A Certain Vintage) and that was too bad because it’s got to be on the list of greatest albums ever, right?
And I’m figuring there were three must-have albums back from that era, maybe not at precisely at the same time but if you were growing up, you needed …
Dark Side of the Moon
Best track? I’d vote this one maybe.
The White Album
I remember sitting and singing every word to the second side at some high school house party and I think the ladies were impressed.
Let It Bleed
Will fully admit I wasn’t a big Stones guy back in the day.
Well, judging by some comments you’ll be glad to know they are not shutting down Rudy Gay but there’s no promise he’ll play every game the rest of the way.
Other than that, was a terrifcly quiet day around there yesterday, as I presume the rest of the season will be.
This might the oddest end-of-a-lost-season situation I can remember given all the circumstances.
They are not playing for any kind of draft position, they seem to have what they think is the core together and they are truly playing out the string.
The biggest issue, and we’ll get more into this as the next three weeks unfold, is that no one can even get excited about a summer because of the clouded front office issues.
Yeah, it’s a strange time indeed and without suggesting such tomfoolery as “holding people accountable” I wondering what, if anything, people want to read about these blokes the rest of the way.
Guess that’s on me to figure out and since I’m only going to miss one more game – Sunday in Washington – it’s almost time to put the thinking cap firmly on the old noggin.
You know, I don’t watch a lot of golf any more, seems I don’t have time for the white noise it is on weekends, no time for Thursday-Friday viewing and the interest has just waned.
It’ll come back for the majors, I’m sure, and I did spend a couple of minutes yesterday asking people how Tiger was doing but, basically, it’s “blah.”
Too bad, because there was a time I knew the personalities and the abilities and the money leaders but somehow that’s just gone away. And anecdotally, I think that might be a bit common, my circle of friends is about the same as I am, mildly interested in majors until the back nine on Saturday but otherwise barely paying attention.
Too bad because …
Did you this from the weekend?
Sergio Garcia goes up a tree to hit a shot?
And Nicholas Thompson makes a ho-hum par from standing in a lake.
What’d they used to say?
Yeah, these guys are good.
And fun to watch on the highlights.
Just so you know, the pandas are in quarantine after arriving safe and sound.
Resume your lives now.