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Count Q+A: Key Questions From Game 2

June 8, 2009 · 1 Comment

After watching the first two games of the NBA finals, ‘underwhelming’ seems to be the consensus. I’m sure pundits, TV ratings people and fans across the globe are all feeling slightly similar; that the Magic, despite their best game 2 efforts, still aren’t playing their part in giving us the finals that we wanted.

We’ve got queries, we’ve got questions, and given that we have a Web 2.0 outlet to potificate, predict and ponder, that’s exactly what we’re going to do.

So many opinions, whether right or wrong.

So many opinions, whether right or wrong.

Question 1: Is there a way back for the Magic?

James: Yes! Let’s keep in mind that they were within a Courtney Lee layup (well, two, but who’s counting?) of squaring the series at 1-1 — which would’ve seriously made the Lakers sweat going into the belly of the beast.

Game 2 showed off Orlando’s threats, and if Howard can get smarter at reading the help defense and start kicking it out to the corners more efficiently, we could see a blow out going the other way in the next couple of games.

Orlando needs game 3 on their terms — not just a win, but an uptempo, exclamation point of a win that gives them the momentum to take game 4 on energy, setting up game 5 as the true decider.

Anton: Absolutely not. It’s likely they’ll take game 3, with a home crowd desperate for a finals win (Orlando are 0-6 all time in finals games), and the serious possibility of Rashard Lewis, Hedo Turkoglu and Dwight Howard firing on all cylinders at the same time. But with the way the Lakers are playing — inside-out, constant ball distribution — there’s no way for the Magic to claw back.

They’re playing for dignity now. Game 2 was make or break. And they broke.

Question 2: What to do with the PG situation for Orlando?

James: Play Jameer Nelson from the outset. Currently, either through lack of confidence or his talent level finally catching up with him, Alston is playing with neither skill nor passion. Even J.J. Redick is doing a better job of getting to the hoop against Derek Fisher, showing how much swagger Skip To My Lou has lost.

If Nelson is your guy, then he’s your guy. The team is better off playing an extra shooter or going super big with Hedo at the point, sacrificing nothing in mobility, than playing Alston, who can’t contribute.

No one doesn’t feel for the guy — he was a big part of getting them there, but the coaching staff need to see that it isn’t working, and that Nelson is the option for Orlando when they go back home.

Anton: Agreed 100%. You just can’t have Rafer Alston on the floor. For the series, he’s done just what the Lakers want him to, jacking up horrendous jumpers, acting as a black hole on offense, slacking off on defense. Courtney Lee has had issues — lazy defense on Kobe in game 1, the botched lay-up in game 2 — but at least he’s trying. Alston looks lost.

It has to be Jameer. If he’s healthy, you start him, and you play him big minutes. He’s too good to be benched in the name of ‘chemistry.’

Question 3: Does going big with Gortat and Howard help or hinder?

James: It hinders, because one of the Magic’s key advantages is the ability to spread the floor. Having two centres with no offensive moves playing in the 4-5 spots is creates a log jam in the paint — which helps LA help defend and rebound as soon as the big guys put it on the floor.

Ariza is staying home on whoever he’s playing, and Bryant is helping the big guys against Dwight, meaning that the Lakers are daring Courtney Lee, Pietrus or Redick to shoot Orlando to the win. This line up helps the Lakers narrow Orlando’s options on offense, which allows them to get more rebounds.

Additionally, with Gortat and Howard lumbering up the floor, the transition game which advantages Orlando so significantly is redundant, making it tough to get the easy buckets they’ll need when games are on the line.

Pau Gasol isn't bothered by Gortat.

Pau Gasol isn't bothered by The Polish Jordan.

Anton: Unfortunately for the Magic, you just can’t do it. During the regular season (when Van Gundy, for whatever reason, rarely played The Polish Jordan and The Manchild together), Orlando might have created terror on defense with the two monsters roaming the paint.

Against the Lakers? Not so much. Odom is too agile, too capable of handling the ball. Gasol has post moves good enough to get Gortat off his feet. The Lakers, with their big, versatile big men, aren’t worried by two roaming shot-blockings.

Whatever defensive advantage the Ebony & Ivory Towers frontcout might give — and it’s arguable it helps at all — is betrayed by how offensively weak Gortat is. He misses lay-ups. He’s apparently capable of nailing jumpers, but he hasn’t proven that in a game environment yet. Near the basket, on the offensive end, he’s a liability.

Question 4: Single strangest moment of the finals thus far?

Anton: Every moment that J.J. Redick spends on the court is strange.

Let’s get this straight: the guy is a famous shooter who can’t shoot (3-11 in the series). He’s a clutch guy who disappears in the clutch. Tell me again why he’s on an NBA roster, let alone getting substantial minutes in a do-or-die playoff game?

And forget what you’ve read about his defense improving. Relatively, it has. Because now he occasionally plays it. He’s still laterally slow. He’s consistently abused on pick and rolls. He lets his offensive inadequacies frustrate him, and that effects his effort on the defensive end.

He shouldn’t be in the game. Not with Courtney Lee capable of playing off-guard. Not with Pietrus available. Heck, not even when Anthony Johnson could spell some minutes at the two.

James: Apart from the NBA Cares segment where Sasha Vujacic playing Monopoly with disadvantaged kids? Probably a D.J. Mbenga appearance in Game 1. DJ is the human personification of salt in the wound.

That appearance was strange because I didn’t expect it.

It was also strange, because D.J.’s head is way too small for his body, and he may or may not be a 12-year old with mild progeria.

Question 5: How do we see these Finals impacting the NBA next season?

James: Game 2 just got a whole bunch of teams interested in Lamar Odom. He might be inconsistent as hell, but such a big time display will get teams like OKC — and maybe even Utah and New Jersey — looking at Odom to fill holes, with his ability to score and handle mismatches on D. I was in no doubt that Odom would re-sign at LA, but this makes me start to think he’ll be tempted by an inflated contract; which he’ll inevitably rarely justify.

Anton: I can also see Odom collecting a surprisingly fat contract on the basis of his play in these finals. Only LeBron James and Dwyane Wade as are versatile as Odom, who can run the offense, attack the basket, distribute, block shots, box out and rebound strongly, read passing lanes, and nail threes. He’d be perfect playing for D’Antoni in New York. He’d be a killer at the Warriors, where he’d be called on to play primary point guard much of the time. And he’d be wonderful to watch on the Nets, forming a formidable frontcourt with Brook Lopez, and finally rendering Yi Jianlian officially expendable.

I can also see the Magic attracting some big names in free agency now that they’re a legitimate force in the weaker East. With downward pressure on salaries, the opportunity to play for a winner will become more important. Rasheed Wallace could be an incredible back-up at the power forward and centre spots. Ben Gordon would be an incredible off-guard — everything J.J. Redick was supposed to be. And Charlie Villanueva would be perfect.

Winning attracts winners; I’m sure a pundit has said that before. And it’s true. The Magic can only benefit from their finals appearance, even if they don’t end their run with rings.

Posted by: James & Anton

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Michael Redd Out For The Season: An Exclusive Interview With God

January 28, 2009 · 7 Comments

Our lord and saviour, yesterday.

Our lord and saviour, yesterday.

Michael Redd is out for the season, the victim of a torn ACL and a busted MCL.

A quick low-down from The Almighty, via Michael Redd:

“I’m deeply disappointed but everything in life happens for a reason and this is God’s plan for me,” said Redd.

Shocked at the cruelty of a God that would betray the hopes and dreams of the Milwaukee faithful during yet another cold, harsh winter in the basketball wilderness, The Sport Count spoke to the creator of man, the universe, and everything, and asked him what else he might have in store.

Bit harsh, the Redd thing.

What? And I’m going to let the Bucks make the final eight?

What’s your issue with the Bucks?

I like the Bulls this year. They’ve got chemistry issues, yeah, but I created those chemistry issues. I want Tyrus Thomas to be a spastic, confused force of nature, with ridiculous upside and a game that frustrates and teases. And what I want for, I shall create, and I shall receive. It’s not like the Chicago fans can complain, I gave them Michael Jordan. I forced the referees to swallow their whistles when he pushed off Bryon Russell. Like, yes, that was a foul, guys. I could see that shit from up here.

But you like the Bulls this year, that’s what you’re saying?

Sure. They’ll definitely be there come playoff time, because I’ll will them there. Forget David Stern getting handed ice cold envelopes, or Tim Donaghy fixing games; the only man who dictates whether a bucket sinks is me. That’s why I make my big men incapable of shooting free throws. I don’t want them to be too powerful.

Right, Shaquille and Dwight, sure. But Nowitzki and Yao don’t seem to have any problems from the charity stripe.

Okay, but one of them is German, so whatever, who cares, right?

I don’t have time to deal with some secular German, considering my schedule — I’ve spent literally all this week deciding on the outcome of the upcoming Super Bowl. I mean, I like Big Ben, he was a good effort by me. I created a good one there. But do I really want to reward the Steelers defense? I’m an offense loving guy. You want peace-loving defense shit, talk to my boy Jesus. Seriously, talk to him.

I’m thinking I’ll make it rain or some shit, totally sludge the ground up, take away the Steelers’ D-line speed advantage. It’ll be like Heinz field times ten. Totally gross, nothing but mud. And this is in Florida too, so people won’t see the torrential rain coming. They’ll definitely attribute it to me. I like that.

Makes the 3-1 Cardinals sound like a nice bet. You didn’t explain Yao.

Oh, Yao is Chinese. I can’t control him.

No?

No, the Chinese are great from the free-throw line. It’s all thanks to that benevolence of Buddha. He hates to see people miss. Is Buddha still running that joint? I don’t know. They’re secular now? What? Daoism? You’re kidding.

Who’s that in the background?

The ghost of Wilt Chamberlain.

Seriously?

Did I make you retarded? Shit no, it’s not Wilt Chamberlain. He’s probably busy catching clouds that have rebounded off each other, or making love for eternity or whatever. Focus, guy. I can’t spend all afternoon getting my talk on with a sports blogger. Any more Redd questions?

One more. What’re fantasy owners looking at for next year? Is he fourth round, eighth round? Is he even worth drafting?

In roto, I guess you could store him on your bench. But in a shallow head-to-head league, do you really want a guy who won’t be back in action until the game against the Warriors just before the All-Star break? I wouldn’t. You hardly need to worry about your draft choices anyway, considering I personally make every fantasy draft selection any human has ever made.

Posted By: Anton

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How Are The Clippers So Terrible?

November 20, 2008 · 1 Comment

Clippers coach Mike Dunleavy in a relatively relaxed moment.

Clippers coach Mike Dunleavy in a relatively relaxed moment.

The Los Angeles Clippers are absolutely wretched, useless, worse than even the most cynical of commentators could have predicted. They’ve lost nine of their ten games, and only two of those matches have been away from the safety of the Staples Center.

Their sole victory was hardly inspiring, coming at home over an imploding Mavericks team caught between a desire to blood their young, and a need to win before their ageing veterans are shipped off to local nursing homes. After that lacklustre victory, Baron Davis tried to reassure the punters, and his teammates, and himself: ‘We let a couple of games get away that we had control of,’ he said. ‘But once you get that first one, it just takes the monkey of your back and you realize that you know how to win.’

Sorry Baron, but the monkey still rides. After that brief moment of Cuban-beating glory, the Clippers were wrecked by a shocking Kings squad, demolished by a Warriors team bound for the lottery, then narrowly beaten by an injury-riddled Spurs squad.

These are not good times for Los Angeles’ other team. Billy Crystal hasn’t slept in two weeks. He wanders the empty halls at the Clippers’ training centre in the dead of night, quietly weeping into a game-used Elton Brand jersey.

What’s going wrong with this team? Apart from, like, everything?

The problem lies exactly where most observers expected it would: chemistry, camraderie, the team dynamic. You wonder if this Clippers squad, so enthusiastically and haphazardly cobbled together in the off-season, can make it work, but it doesn’t look good.

Not with Marcus Camby phoning it in, as if actual games are just an unfortunate distraction, an irritating roadblock until he ends up on a team that isn’t cursed. He doesn’t look especially healthy, or motivated, and he’s clearly still disgusted at the crude manner in which the Nuggets dumped him –like a defensively-minded kidnap victim who woke up in East LA with a fat wallet and instructions to get to the arena.

Baron Davis looks like you don’t want Baron Davis to look; far too confident in his shot, too lazy to drive, bored, distracted. There’s no fire in him. He’s shooting 36.4% from the field, and going to the line just 3.4 times a game. His steals are down, and his three-point shot is wretched (23.3%). Diddy is living up to every critics’ nastiest claims: that his health last year was a contract year effort, that he isn’t a leader, that he inked a deal with the Clippers because he loves Los Angeles, not the team that goes with it.

The fact that Mike Dunleavy – a coach that, uh, seems to rub some players the wrong way (how’s the bay, Corey?) – is already butting heads with Baron doesn’t bode well. (Stephen Jackson diagnosed the problem after his Warriors beat Baron and his new team: ‘It’s kind of difficult for [Baron]. He likes playing fast and he likes having the ball a lot. They run a lot of isolation plays with the two and three guards and he doesn’t really get a chance to do his thing.’

Ugh! My team bad!

Ugh! My team bad!

Ricky Davis? His career looks all but over, jacking up ugly shots at a 32.3% clip, bludging on defense, adding nothing. Chris Kaman looks confused – more so than usual — whenever he looks around and sees Camby clogging up his paint. Al Thornton looks promising, just like he did last year. He isn’t yet the long-limbed offensive juggernaut many expected might emerge this season.

None of it is working, and it doesn’t make much sense. On paper, the Clippers should be a tenacious (albeit often ineffective) defensive squad, with Diddy gambling on steals, Camby swatting from the weakside, Kaman taking up room in the lane, and Thornton dogging the wings. On paper, the Clippers should be strong offensively, with sweet-shooting threats (Baron, Eric Gordon, Al Thornton, Ricky Davis every 4th game), a monster with surprising finesse in Chris Kaman, and a passing big man in Camby. On paper, the Clippers shouldn’t be the second-worst team in the West (only the Faux-Sonics are worse).

But games aren’t played on paper, and in the real world, this Clippers team is horrific.

Should the players go for post-game drinks? Do they need to play poker together? Would a big barbecue in Mike Dunleavy’s backyard help? We don’t know. But if the Clippers want to win, they better start talking to each other. As it is, they look like bewildered strangers bound only by contractual obligation, not a desire to win.

Posted By: Anton

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Notes From The Game: Bulls Vs. Cavaliers

November 6, 2008 · 1 Comment

evidently quite good at basketball.

Derrick Rose: evidently quite good at basketball.

As real Obama freaks, The Sport Count team have been in Chicago all week. But we figured it was worth a trip out to Cleveland to see the The President’s Own Team in action. Here are some brief notes from the game:

Look at this photo while blasting Coolio. It works.

Look at this photo while blasting Coolio. It works.

- Turns out cornrows are back, if they ever left at all. Both Delonte West and Thabo Sefolosha have them; both look like extras from Dangerous Minds. Then there’s Drew Gooden’s Pirates Of The Caribbean effort. He’s calling it ‘The Johnny’ for reasons I’m too physically disgusted to discuss.

- In other follicular news, Mike Brown clearly worked on a tight little goatee in the off-season. It’s my second favourite off-season beard change, just after — who else? — Big Poppa Popovich.

- Derrick Rose can get to the hoop. Quickly. It’s preternatural, all instinct, like the five defenders he’s just beaten aren’t there. And he doesn’t need tricks to do it either; no killer crossover, or pre-drive pump fake, nor Tony Parker-esque circus shots. Like Monta Ellis and Chris Paul, he just sees the ring, attaches the ball to an invisible string, and takes a couple of easy steps forward. Rose ends the night with 20 points and seven assists.

- It remains difficult to believe that Anderson Varejao is good at basketball; he looks too ridiculous, like a 1970s soccer star, or a flip flop-sporting exchange student visiting Southern California. Or Pablo Escobar’s second-best bodyguard. n some ways, I guess he isn’t particularly good at basketball. His shot-taking instincts remain fairly comical, and his passing game is non-existent at best, grotesque at worst. But the energy and intensity is palpable, and the Cavaliers look much stronger with him out there.

only scores points by accident.

Ben Wallace: only scores points by accident.

- It’s been written, said or sung so very many times before, but if Ben Wallace wasn’t on such a brutally fat contract, would he seriously be getting more than 10 minutes a game? Yes, okay, he can still put on the occasional rebounding clinic — he grabs 14 boards tonight, including a memorable series in which Busted Ben rises above every single Bull to bring down two consecutive offensive boards.

But it kills your team when you give a big man 28 minutes and he rewards you with zero points on 0-2 shooting. In fact, he’s averaging 2.0 points for the season. In other words, the Cavaliers are playing four-on-five on offense (and three-on-five when Wally Szczerbiak isn’t firing). Unacceptable. It has to end.

- In the second quarter, we see Ben Gordon fire a pinpoint pass straight to no one. Just one of many manifestations of a Bulls team that remains confused and disorganised. (Gordon, however, was one of the bright spots for Chicago tonight, putting up 31 points on 11-19. Cue fantasy owners figuring Ben is back in form, only to be rewarded by 6 points at 16% in his next game).

- Have the Bulls given up on Joakim Noah? He’s played just 23 minutes total in the past three games, and his efforts haven’t exactly made the case for more — he’s had four points and four caroms in that time. Ugly. You figure he could still be sold high, considering his length, and rawness (general managers love rawness — it means they can talk about ‘development’ a lot), and his fairly recent glory days in Florida. Time to hit the phones, John Paxson. Try the Bobcats. They’re in need of power forward who isn’t 18% pie, and Michael Jordan is easily fleeced.

- After his sub-par last season, and a terrible one point (on 0-8 shooting) effort against the Magic two nights ago, Luol Deng (18 points, seven boards) seems to have semi-remembered how basketball works. Key facts he has been reminded of: put the ball in the hoop, pass to players dressed in the same colour as you, don’t just stand there when a loose ball is nearby.

- LeBron James has developed a low-post game. Jesus christ. He’s still getting better!

- End score: 107-93. It briefly seemed like the Bulls might make a game of it… and then LeBron came in, sank a lay-up (plus one), tipped in a miss, and hit a jumper. He finished with 41.

‘That’s me,’ Bron Bron told the media. ‘When it’s time for me to go out and close a game, that’s what I’m capable of doing.’ He’s a self-aware guy.

Posted By: Anton

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The Count Preview: Pacific Division

October 27, 2008 · 1 Comment

A rap group called Pacific Division. Probably the 18th best rap group named after an NBA division.

Rap group Pacific Division: Probably the 18th best rap group named after an NBA division.

Golden State Warriors: C.J. Watson is a surprisingly serviceable point guard… until Monta Ellis introduces him to abseiling, and he spends most of the season in hospital as a result.

Don Nelson brings his ‘grizzled alcoholic’ look, perfected during the pre-season, into the regular season. By the end of the season – with the Warriors heading towards a very high lottery spot – Don Nelson is a grizzled alcoholic.

Los Angeles Clippers: Naysayers be damned, the Clippers work.

Ricky Davis holding a kitten.

Baron Davis celebrates a great Clippers season. Not pictured: Ricky Davis holding a kitten.

Somehow, the team just clicks, the chemistry perfect. Baron has Marcus, Al, Cuttino and the boys over for Thai food at least once a week; they listen to Miles Davis records and discuss the ascension of Barack. Coach Dunleavy is relaxed and confident, joking with his players at practice, the atmosphere free and easy. Ricky Davis spends his days off doing work in local underprivileged communities.

And remarkably, the team is almost totally injury free, thanks to huge investments in the Clippers’ health and training infrastructure from owner Donald Sterling.

As this happens, the global recession eases, the United States sees GDP growth of 11.5% with no inflationary effect, Zimbabwean president Robert Mugabe transforms into an intelligent, caring, financially astute leader, Sarah Palin delivers a white paper that dissolves any tension between Israel and Palestine, and Adriana Lima leaves Marko Jaric for a member of the Sport Count team.

Los Angeles Lakers: Phil Jackson keeps falling asleep on the sidelines. ‘My guys know the system, and the triangle runs itself,’ he tells the media in early November. ‘My hip has been flaring up. I’ve just been sleeping it off.’

Kobe Bryant grasps the opportunity, drapes a tie over his jersey during each time out, and calls himself ‘Coach Kobe.’ He calls a lot of plays for himself. Arguably too many.

Phoenix Suns: Shaquille O’Neal makes his first appearance on the stunningly well-produced real crime series The First 48, shot in Phoenix. He solves a crime. It’s awesome.

(And the Suns win 49 games, and lose to the Jazz in the second round. But the main thing is that Shaq solves a crime).

Sacramento Kings: With Brad Miller constantly high as a motherfucker, Spencer Hawes steps up as the Kings starting centre. Republicans love it. Basketball fans hate it.

With a playoff berth a mathematical impossibility, budding actor Quincy Douby takes February off while filming a remake of the 1979 Julius Erving classic The Fish That Saved Pittsburgh. John Salmons bores his teammates with the same joke at every practice: ‘Quincy? Should’ve been me! Salmons! That’s a fish! C’mon!

Posted By: Anton

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