Coach, first I have to say, nice call on Byron Scott. Yes, at least one of us knows what he’s talking about.
On that note, I’m going to disagree with the rest of your assessment of the Hornets. I’ve already made my affinity for a good one-two-three punch clear, so it should come as no surprise that I’m excited to see what Okafor can add to the Paul-West combo. I think Okafor is an improvement on Chandler in defense, and I think Posey still has a year of solid defense in him. It’s not a championship-winning combo by any means, and so I too feel bad for Chris Paul. He’s one of the few players in the league that you can build a team around, and there are only 5 or so players with that special brand of all-around talent in the NBA at any given time. (The other ones right now? I’d say LeBron James, Kobe Bryant, Dwyane Wade, and Kevin Garnett. I’m tempted to add Carmelo Anthony to the list, but let’s wait to see what he does this year. Shaquille O’Neal and Tim Duncan used to be in that category, but Shaq could do more with less than Duncan. In any event, they’re both past that point now.) From my parenthetical remarks, it’s obvious that the key part of that sentence is build a team, as Wade hasn’t been able to reach the top without Shaq and Garnett needed Pierce and Allen. No matter how much I’m looking forward to the Hornets this year, David West and Emeka Okafor are no Paul Pierce and Ray Allen. I’ll bump them up to #7, but no further. Continue reading “Ian and Tony Take On the NBA, Part 9”
I have a flaw. Shocking, I know. (Just one? Yea, yea, I know that joke. Flaws aplenty, my friend, flaws aplenty.) But you know my kryptonite, Coach: I’m competitive.
On the basketball court, not a bad thing. In sports predictions, a shortcut to bankruptcy, guys named Vinny coming after you with a baseball bat, all that good stuff. There’s a fine line, you see, between rooting for a team and betting on them. And when you’re publishing your predictions for all the world to see, you might as well be forking over the mortgage.
You can root for bad teams all you want, and the only downside is you spend many grouchy mornings cursing the sports section. When you’re asked for a prediction, you’re supposed to put that aside and pick the team that you think can win. Not the one you want to win. The one you expect to win.
The neurons don’t fire in that part of my brain. There’s a short circuit. I make the incredible leap of logic that if I want them to win, then they’re going to win. No wonder I keep buying lottery tickets.
So let’s be clear: I want the Cleveland Cavaliers to win the NBA Championship. I have been a Shaquille O’Neal fan since I started playing this sport, and when you put him with the best player in the league, my brain starts doing jumping jacks. Forget all the complications. My brain has an astonishing ability to suppress what it doesn’t want to hear. The Cavs are going to win the NBA Championship. That’s called T.O. Logic, and it’s right because I said so. Continue reading “Ian and Tony Take On the NBA, Part 6”