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Finally, The Third Season Is Upon Us!

June 24, 2009 · Leave a Comment

Quite frankly, we at The Sport Count have been waiting for the offseason for some time.

After the Cavs got booted and we grinded toward the inevitability of the Lakers overmatching an under-performing and overwhelmed Orlando, my fingers were itching for trades, draft chatter, and General Manager fuck-ups galore.

The issue was… it didn’t begin. With one of the most baffling and boring draft classes of all time (with genuine confusion from journalists, fans and the all-important blogosphere as to where key players would end up), and GMs seemingly reluctant to make the trades we’ve been begging for since the deadline, I was beginning to think that this offseason would be as boring as the Buss family’s victory speech after Game 5.

Going to the Spurs, it's like going to the dark side.

Going to the Spurs, it's like going to the dark side.

Then… it all transformed. All of sudden, I awaken to news of Richard Jefferson being traded to the Spurs for Bruce Bowen and some other unlikeables who’ll likely be back with the Spurs by November. Andrew Bogut grudgingly accepts it:

Sad to see RJ go. He was a fun guy to be around and could play. We are building for the future, slow and steady. Patience grasshopper.

But for the rest of us, the glow of the third season has finally begun. Even if it restores the Spurs as championship contenders and makes us all hate the world a little bit more, finally, there’s something to read about.

Almost as soon as this happenned, the ridiculous trade between the Celtics and the Pistons, involving Rondo, Ray Allen, Stuckey, Prince and Hamilton, began to come to light. All of a sudden, Rondo is being proactively shopped and we’re starting to think that a major trade will be made prior to the next season.

Then we start to get some meaningful talk of the Knicks trading up (via sending Larry Hughes back to Washington and turning #5 and #8 into #2) in order to get little Ricky Rubio — all of a sudden making draft day moves and rookies swapping hats is a tangible possibility.

All of a sudden, the excitement has hit us again: ESPN has more than one item on the NBA per day; True Hoop is talking; Twitter is alight and the NBA’s third season has well and truly got us hooked, hoping and praying that it tides us over until October.

Posted: by James

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Your Guide To NBA Tattoos: Part Two

August 27, 2008 · 6 Comments

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In part two of our ongoing series, The Sport Count takes a look at the very best and very worst of NBA tattoos.

Last week we looked at Jameer Nelson’s Tupac tribute, Robert Swift’s homage to cliché, Chauncey Billups’ ‘hood thing,’ Luke Walton’s Grateful Dead monkeys, and The Birdman’s terrible dogs.

Tim Duncan, Merlin, Tim Duncan, skeleton jester.

Left to right: Tim Duncan, Merlin, Tim Duncan, skeleton jester.

Who is it? NBA high flyer, and all around firecracker, Tim Duncan.

What do they appear to depict? A skeleton jester on the back and Merlin on the front. Either that or Gregg Popovich in drag.

Why did he get them? The year is 1997. Young Tim is on top of the world, about to be drafted first overall, a veritable god on campus at Wake Forest. After taking a weekend off to live it up with some of his buddies at North Carolina’s Dungeons And Dragons Convention, Duncan was on a real high. He’d just levelled up his elf and rolled double sixes to help vanquish a warlock with his prized Dark Wizard, nicknamed Merlin Fundamental.

Passing by a tattoo parlour, Tim thought it was time to rebel. ‘Gosh darn you, dad. For my whole life, I’ve listened to you tell me to keep training. I’ve listened to you tell me to bank it in off the glass. Two hands for safety, huh Dad? No flashiness son, it doesn’t win games. Don’t talk to strange women, Tim. Don’t sniff aerosol cans, Tim.’

This time, Tim thinks, I’m doing something for me. ‘Stuff it, I’m getting some ink done. I’m getting some Dungeons And Dragons ink done. And there’s nothing anyone can do about it.’

Was it a good idea? These tattoos represent the first and only time Tim Duncan has done something subversive in his life, so whilst a tattoo of Merlin and a skeleton jester might be a bad idea for everyone else this side of Comic-Con, for Tim it’s a mark of eternal pride.

Who is it? Marquis Daniels, third string point guard for the Pacers.

What does it depict? Yes, that really is a man blowing his own head off with a shotgun.

Why did he get it? Perhaps Marquis felt a creepy affinity with Vincent D’Onofrio in Full Metal Jacket. Maybe he’s a real Nirvana fan, but couldn’t find a nice enough photo of Kurt.

Or maybe he was just way too young to get a tattoo:

‘I got that one when I was fifteen and it was my first big one. The guy in the tattoo is shooting himself because he isn’t strong enough to deal with adversity.’

Was it a good idea? No, not really.

The Pacers should demand parents sign a ‘disclaimer of liability’ before allowing children into Conseco Fieldhouse, lest the little tots be permanently scarred by the nightmare vision inked across Daniels’ forearm.

Also, here’s a quick ethics refresher for aspiring tattooists: if a 15-year old comes into your shop looking to get a monstrous scene of horrific violence tattooed across their arm, don’t do it.

Who is it? It’s Kobe. Specifically, it’s the right bicep and tricep he used to own.

What does it appear to depict? These tattoos are more complex than first seems: on top we have a crown decorated by butterflies; below is Kobe’s wife’s name, Vanessa, above what are either angel wings, or a tribute to Vanessa’s flowing locks.

They seem to create a testament to his beautiful wife: the feminising of the masculine crown to demonstrate their loving bond, the permanent display of her name to the millions who watch him each week. What could be a more public declaration of love?

Those in the know, however, will recognise the symbols used throughout time to signify the ancient message “my wife wears the pants.”

Why did he get it? He didn’t really get it. She got it. The poor guy never had a choice. Anyone who heard about Vanessa cussing out Laura Lane knows you don’t mess with her. And when a lady like that finds out you’ve been messing around in another state, you do what you need to do to keep your manhood.

Was it a good idea? It was an excellent idea. Getting a bunch of tattoos on your arm is always preferable to becoming a eunuch and having to hand over half of everything you own.

Who is it? Richard Jefferson, no doubt still totally bummed about the whole Milwaukee thing.

What does it appear to depict? I’m not wearing my glasses, but I can make out the word ‘family’ in there somewhere. But the centrepiece is a large ‘RJ,’ with a basketball stuffed into the ‘R.’

Why did he get it? Firstly, Rich totally likes basketball. Secondly, his name is ‘Richard Jefferson’, so his initials are ‘R’ and ‘J’. The rest is history.

Was it a good idea? Absolutely. How awesome is it having your very own initials drawn on your very own upper arm forever? That’s such a good idea for a tattoo. Especially when it’s ‘prison quality.’

Who is it? Mike Bibby, the Vincent Chase of the NBA.

What does it appear to depict? Congratulations go to Mike Bibby for getting the most literal tattoo in a league famous for its sheer number of unimaginative skin pictures. This is an NBA-branded basketball about to enter the hoop. Why? That’s Mike’s job.

This is the equivalent of your gardener getting a lawnmower tattooed on his leg, or your accountant getting MYOB’s tax screen permanently inked on his back.

Why did he get it? Like many NBA players, Mike was never a scholar. As such, on those mornings when he wakes up and can’t remember what he needs to do that day (Tues-Sun), he stretches his calf out and *BANG* meaning returns to his life. A quick phone call to his agent to confirm what team he plays for, and he’s on his way, driven to practice by one of the twenty members of his entourage he allegedly takes everywhere.

Was it a good idea? It was a practical idea. It’s questionable whether it was a good idea to have a six-year old actually ink it though.

Posted By: Anton, James & Alex.

Thanks to Count commentators PB (a real Rik Smits fan) and Lakini for the Marquis Daniels tip. Cheers to Deadspin for the Duncan inspiration.

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Larry Brown Blames Bin Laden For Bronze Medal

August 26, 2008 · Leave a Comment

As the world continues to analyse Team USA’s victory in the 2008 Games, a quote from the NY Daily News caught our eye. The world’s least entertaining coach, Larry Brown, is at it again, and this time he offers some interesting excuses for his cock up of the USA coaching spot four long years ago.

“We had guys that committed (for 2004) and then all of a sudden 9/11 happened, and then there were injuries.”

Okay, first I’d say it’s pretty disrespectful to say put the words ‘9/11′ and ‘injuries’ in the same sentence, with the loose implication that they’re somehow related (for the record, Kevin Garnett is not a fireman). Additionally, it’s just a lazy and stupid excuse.

Here’s a reason that you won bronze, Larry: you insisted on starting Stephon Marbury, Allen Iverson, Richard Jefferson, Lamar Odom and Tim Duncan. Sure, few would argue with the credentials of Duncan and Iverson, particularly in 2004, but starting Duncan as an international C, and Iverson — whose game is based on penetration — in the international game is stupid, and you know it.

Ego is Larry Brown’s problem, and his hatred of young players is an even bigger one. There was not a team in the world, in 2004, that would not have started LeBron James, international or otherwise. Likewise Wade. Amaré Stoudemire was also on the team, as was ‘Melo, so Brown was hardly working with dregs.

So it turns out it was you, Larry — not Osama — who was in fact responsible for the bronze medal. Osama, however, was responsible for Tim Donaghy and the famous Robert Horry foul on Nash. Al Qaeda are enormous Spurs fans.

Posted by: James

Categories: NBA Mysteries · Olympic Games
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A Milwaukee Lesson In Bad Management

August 16, 2008 · 1 Comment

Want a good guy cheap? Call the Bucks now.

Want a good guy cheap? Call the Bucks now.

Considering the ridiculous glut of small forwards clogging the Bucks’ roster, I understand the need to dump a contract or two.

Indeed, with Desmond Mason, Charlie Villaneuva, Richard Jefferson, and future bust Joe Alexander all on the depth chart at the three-spot — not even mentioning Michael Redd and Charlie Bell, both of whom have spent time, albeit briefly, as swingmen — it was clear at least one of them would have to go.

But that doesn’t explain why they gave away Mason for so little. He may have a replaceable skillset — shoot-first wingmen aren’t too hard to come by — but plenty of teams could have used him, or at least his expiring contract.

As for justifications for gifting Mo Williams away in return for a second-stringer like Luke Ridnour? There are none. It represents yet another reason why Bill Simmons’ campaign to manage the Bucks wasn’t completely preposterous.

Yes, Williams’ contract may have seemed a little too large for the Bucks, especially considering the inexplicably incredible play of back-up Ramon Sessions late last season (remember the second last game of the season, when he dropped 24 dimes on Chicago? Who saw that coming?). And sure, Mo was yet another scorer on a team already packed with bucket fillers.

But letting a sweet shooting (48% from the field in ‘07-’08), easy scoring (17.2 points a game) floor manager go for next to nothing is abominable roster management. If the best offer you can find for your starting point man is seriously a red-headed John Mayer lookalike who couldn’t beat out Earl Watson on the Seattle depth chart, take your finger off the trigger and wait a better offer to hit the inbox. Plus, you’ll be paying Ridnour, and his busted legs, $6.5m per year. Which isn’t good.

You’re telling me the Mason and Mo duo couldn’t bring a bit of frontcourt depth to Milwaukee? (In case you’ve forgotten, when Andrew Bogut needs a rest, the Bucks have two options: Jake Voskuhl and Dan Gadzuric). You’re telling me they couldn’t address their greatest need: someone who is capable of playing defense? You’re telling me Adrian bloody Griffin, who hasn’t averaged more than five points since ‘01-’02, Damon Jones, who isn’t good at anything but sporadically nailing open threes, and Luke Ridnour were the best the Bucks could do?

Good lord.

Only Chris Wallace at the Grizzlies would think a contract dump like this is acceptable, though even he would’ve at least negotiated the inclusion of a 2058 thirteenth round draft pick.

Finally, a quick note on Cleveland: Congratulations Danny Ferry, you finally did something right. Another team offered you a top-notch starting point guard in return for mediocrity, and you accepted.

Posted By: Anton

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Most Missable Games Of The 2008-2009 Schedule

August 13, 2008 · 5 Comments

Since this week’s release of the 2008-2009 NBA Schedule, the internet has been awash with guides on top games, key match ups and the contests you just can’t miss. With all of this positive swill, you’d be forgiven for thinking the entire schedule was completely unmissable.

I don't want to watch this.

Knicks Vs Bucks: I don't want to watch this.

Delving into the schedule like excited kids unwrapping a Christmas stocking, The Sport Count were saddened to see that beneath the Tonka Trucks (Cavs vs. Boston), GI Joes (Phoenix vs. New Orleans) and PSPs (LA vs. Utah) were several large and sooty lumps of coal.

Lucky for you that when The Count finds coal, we make fire, so sit back for a quick snapshot of the NBA’s Most Missable games of 2008-2009:

Wednesday, 29 October 2008: Indiana @ Detroit

The Pistons will suit up with the same unlikeable and charmless roster as last year — yes, Kwame, we’re trying to forget about you — and will offer little more than cruel efficiency and the occasional Rodney Stuckey highlight.

Rip Hamilton’s constant cutting and Phantom Of The Opera aesthetic will dominate lottery-bound Indiana. You could try cheering for the Pacers, but it might be difficult to get past the fact that Mike Dunleavy is possibly their best player.

A highlight for the neutral will be the hotly contested point guard slot for the Pacers: TJ Ford will justifiably start, and Jamaal Tinsley –- if he’s still around –- will spend his bench time working on a plan to shoot Ford right in the neck, ‘to explode the spine’.

Wednesday, 5 November 2008: Boston @ Oklahoma

If you’re keen on watching a championship team packed with superstar veterans beat the absolute christ out of a young team dealing with life in a new city, you’re in luck.

You’re also a bit of a bastard, because –- barring Kevin Garnett’s tendons snapping, Ray Allen freaking out and refusing to play because ‘there’s too much dirt in the arena’, and Paul Pierce sitting out because ‘the best player in the world can do what he wants’ — this will be an absolute bloodbath.

One positive for the Thunder? It’ll be a thorough, comprehensive introduction to total failure and substantial loss for the people of Oklahoma. And that’s a feeling they’ll have to get used to.

Monday, 23 February 2009: Indiana @ New York

Knicks and Pacer fans who remember those classic Madison Square Garden duels are in for a treat: think of Reggie Miller sparring against Spike Lee and nailing clutch 3s; think of a proud Patrick Ewing clogging the paint and giving Rik Smits nightmares.

Now, think of TJ Ford facing off against Danilo Gallinari. Think of the ball bouncing off Chris Duhon’s knee as he crosses half-court. Think of Eddy Curry and Zack Randolph sprinting the floor and establishing position on the low block, just as the shot clock ticks over to ‘8.’ That’s what the 2008-2009 rendition of this great rivalry promises the Pacer and Knick faithful.

Tuesday, 10 March 2009: New York @ Milkwaukee

Scintillating matchups. Where Amazing Happens! The most exciting league in the world!

Bobby Simmons dumps the ball into Andrew Bogut, who attempts five shots from within two feet (NBA loses eight fans), before Zach Randolph and Eddy Curry eventually grab a team rebound (NBA loses 12 fans), and Duhon throws an outlet pass to Nate Robinson which goes over his head and hits Danilo Gallinari in the face (NBA loses 15 fans, gains five clips on YouTube).

The highlight of this game will be seeing the exact moment when Richard Jefferson thinks ‘if this is the NBA, I’m going to Europe next year’.

Friday, 3 April 2009: Rockets @ LA Lakers

Back on His Hit Show in '09.
Andrew Bynum: Back On His Hit Show.

While this looks like a good game, you need to look at the date. By this point in the season, both Yao and Tracy McGrady will be riding the bench with elephantitis and chronic fatigue syndrome, respectively. Pau Gasol will have been released from the Lakers due to his incessant racism toward newly signed point guard, Sun Yue (evidenced here).

Kobe Bryant will be in hospital for attempting to jump over a helicopter in his annual marketing stunt, and Andrew Bynum will taking a sabbatical to go back to his roots as the star of Nickelodeon’s Kenan And Kel.

So this is your question: would you watch Lamar Odom play one-on-one against Ron Artest?

Posted by: James & Anton

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