Wonder what it’s like to be a Chicago Bulls fan today?
Not only did your team get drilled in the opener in Brooklyn -- and it wasn’t really close at all, was it? – there is one huge issue that has to be gnawing at you every single day.
You watch Joakim Noah on a bad foot try to hobble through one of the biggest games of the year, obviously in pain and nowhere near 100 per cent and there’s Derrick Rose, still watching and letting everyone know that it’s his decision not to have played in last month or so, despite taking part in full practices.
Now, I’ve been around long enough to know that it’s never wise to question the pain threshold or injury status of a player who says he can’t go.
(Remember JR Richard?)
But I have also been around long enough to know that there are times when the difference between hurt and injured has to be put aside and if you’re not 100 per cent but won’t do further damage, you need to suck it up and get out there and try to help your team.
Rose’s is an exceptional case because of his stature in the game, his place within the franchise and his long-term future. He has, at least from the outside, been a bit coddled, everyone is leaving a return solely up to him and he seems to have garnered enough goodwill among the Chicago faithful that the rumblings are not only not loud, they’re basically non-existent.
And that’s fine, if it’s his decision, it’s his decision and everyone has to live with it; we don’t walk in his shoes, or run on his surgically-repaired knee or know how he truly thinks.
But in contrast to Noah, who probably shouldn’t have been out there at all, Rose is looking even worse to the casual observer.
Now, the fact none of the other Bulls played remotely well in that opening game blowout exacerbates the issue; they have played through all kinds of tough times this year on the strength of their defence and Tom Thibodeau’s ability to get the most out of a shortened roster.
Maybe they can again but if this continues – one guy playing when he most likely shouldn’t and another watching – things are not going to end well.
No, didn’t see the Junos but, man, this woman’s got some pipes and I hear the speech was really, really cool.
Hey, I hear today’s Earth Day?
Good for you, Earth.
Wonder how many of us could probe the dark corners of closets and find some “earth shoes?”
Remember those ugly things?
If you do find them, think they’d be gathering dust next to a pet rock or a cabbage patch kid?
Yes, I had a pet rock but, no, I never wore an earth shoe, or a clog for that matter, and never had a cabbage patch kid.
Well, that was a pretty stinky weekend of playoff basketball, wasn’t it?
All the home teams win, I think the only really “good” game was the Denver-Golden State one and the average margin of victory had to be around 15 points, didn’t it?
Guess the biggest disappointment to me had to be Memphis, which didn’t impose any kind of physical will on the Clippers and bowed relatively meekly.
Chicago, as we mentioned, had to be the other and we can only hope that all of the weekend losers find some way to get it together because I don’t want to go through a whole end-of-the-week reading “Game 3s are pivotal in 2-0 series” stories.
So we get to chat with Dwane Casey and Bryan Colangelo this morning for the annual end-of-the season chinwag.
Not a chance.
They’ll go separately, which is good, but I don’t imagine we’ll get a lot of earth-shattering news, although I do think ownership should come out this morning and announce what they’re going to do about Colangelo’s contract.
It would take the elephant out of the room and shorten the news conference by a question or six but there’s no indication at moment that they have that much common sense.
They should, though. Without question.
But barring any big news – and, who knows, maybe they’ll surprise us – here’s what I think the “talking points” will be because I’d like to save you all some time.
They’ll point out that the slow start was the season-killer but that once things settled down the record wasn’t too bad.
They will suggest it was really three different season – the first 20 or so games, the turnaround portion in December and January and the post-trade period of getting familiar with a newish team.
We all hustle back from Milwaukee because you never knew what KO would do and he’d been working his way to a departure for about two weeks.
Well, he gets up and go berserk, a scorched-earth speech lambasting people in the organization for “not caring about winning” and “just wanting to be friends with the players” and it was a pre-meditated rant as you can imagine.
And, yep, he got fired the next day, to the surprise of no one and, frankly, exactly what he wanted, some money to go away.
That was classic; I’m imagining today will be boring.
Pucks in the post-season?
Good for them.
And good for me because once the playoffs start, I’ll be writing briefs for so far back in the section you won’t be able to find them with a search warrant.
And I’m quite fine with that.
Or Leonard Cohen?
Same song, slightly different styles.
Who ya got?