Blogcat’s 2007-8 Season Preview

Posted by on Oct 31, 2007 in Uncategorized | 0 comments

Here’s a thought experiment: let’s say you have a gut feeling that something horrible is going to happen—like Christopher Walken in The Dead Zone—except it’s not totally guaranteed, you’re just pretty sure about it.  How much would you be willing to pay someone who had the ability to lay down accurate, reliable odds of your fears coming true?  I suppose the answer depends on who you are as a person and just how bad the premonitions are. 
 
Anyway, whatever figure you come up with, that’s what I owe ESPN.com’s John Hollinger, who has the gift/curse of quantifying my nightmares.  My two biggest dreads this year are Jeff McInnis and Primoz Brezec.  I really think they are the primary reasons why the Bobcats have the potential to be bad-to-horrible this year.  Anyone who watched those two in “action” last season knows what I mean.  But oddly, if you look up their numbers from last year in any traditional stat sheet, there’s nothing really there to justify their sheer hideousness. 
 
Until you check out Hollinger’s profile of each guy. 
 
According to Hollinger, Brezec had the second-highest number of fouls-per-minute in the league, and he ranked 50th out of 62 centers in rebound rate.  Oh, and that’s not all: he only made 47.1% of close-in shots in the immediate basket area, down from 61.5% the year before.  As for McInnis, he had the second-worst player efficiency rating among point guards, ranked 64th among point guards in steals, and only eight 1’s had a higher rate of fouls-per-minute.  More transparently, McInnis had a heinous 39.2% shooting percentage.  Ladies and gentlemen, this is our starting center and our backup point guard
 
Hollinger isn’t a deity, mind you, and I’m not a huge believer in his “Pythagorean Win” theory (especially the ridiculous name—what’s next, "Socratic Shots Blocked"? "Hegelian Turnover Rates"?), but I can’t tell you how cathartic it was to see statistical evidence of what I knew to be rampantly bad play.  I almost felt like a character in some crappy thriller who’s trying to “warn the others” about something but nobody believes me or just thinks I’m crazy until in the very end when I prove it.  Forget the fact that Primoz missed 24 games and his minutes dropped from 20.8 to 14.5, he was much, much worse than that.  But until I saw Hollinger’s profile, I only had anecdotal evidence, like when he lost that jump ball to Earl Boykins or the fact that I stockpiled reserves of “Primoz-fouls-out-again” and “Primoz-misses-from-in-close-again” jokes because I knew I would inevitably need them.  The same goes for McInnis, who went Ellisonian invisible out there in his 18 mpg of impactless activity.  So thank you, John.  
 
As for the upcoming season…any suggestions?  Other than acquiring surplus point guards from Houston or Atlanta (or finding a “Zoltar Speaks” coin machine and having McInnis stand in front of it say, “I wish I were…good”), I would shift ultimate glue-guy Derek Anderson to back up Raymond Felton.  DA’s got a pretty decent handle, averaged over a steal a game, can take a charge like it’s nobody’s business, and generally puts a smile on my face.   One little caveat to this remedy: Felton needs to raise his mpg from 36.4 to…oh, say, 44.  As crucial as Gerald Wallace, Emeka Okafor, and Jason Richardson are, if Felton goes down, we’re getting zipped up in plastic when it happens, that’s it.  I don’t care if Felton shoots too much, tries to do too much, or when he steps on stage the girls boo too much, he still averaged 7 assists and 1.5 steals last year, and that was with a woozy Wallace for the first quarter of the year and no Okafor for much of the last quarter (and all of it BR—Before Richardson).  And other than Wallace and Richardson, Raymond’s the only one who can create his own shots. 
 
As for center, well, there’s always prayer.  We can pray that Brezec returns to the semi-competency of his past, or that mild-mannered Ryan Hollins and Jermareo Davidson both discover they have superpowers.  But right now, I don’t even think Vic Mackey could bail us out of this dilemma.  The center spot is a gaping hole of horror; it’s like a Sarlacc on Tatooine.  Coach Vincent might want to just avoid playing anyone there altogether and run out a small lineup; we simply can’t fight fire-with-fire there against the East’s better centers or it’ll be like fighting fire-with-a-Bic-Lighter.          
 
I’m really not worried about the rest of the lineup, even with no Adam Morrison or Sean May.  Richardson and Wallace are capable of taking a game over, and are backed up ably by Matt Carroll and Walter Herrmann.  If Jared Dudley does nothing more than grab some rebounds, hit a couple of garbage buckets, and stay mustache-free, I’d call it a success over Morrison.  We might as well accept that Okafor will have some sort of back/calf issue at some point, so hopefully a Wallace-Herrmann-Dudley combination can minimize the damage—either that or the FBI will have tracked down Othella Harrington by then.    
 
Outlook
Because we let Brevin Knight walk and couldn’t find anyone better than newbies Hollins and Davidson for the 5, we’re looking at Brezec and McInnis spending substantial amounts of time on the floor together.  And that could get really ugly.  I’m talking Willie McGee-ugly.  It’ll be like 3 guys playing ball with George and Lennie, and it will be particularly destructive against division rivals Orlando, Miami, and Atlanta, whose bigs are going to clog the key, eat Primoz alive, and force McInnis’s shooting percentage down into the single-digits.
Atlanta’s had a monster preseason and Joe Johnson will be back and healthy.  Orlando had a similarly terrific preseason, and did anyone see the Dwight Howard story in Dime magazine?  It looked like a Playgirl spread—the guy is ripped.  I’m predicting MVP for him.  I think the Heat are in for a downfall and so are the Wizards, but you’ve got to pencil in the Nets, Raptors, Celtics, Bulls, Cavaliers, and Pistons in some order for the top six slots.  The Bucks will be competitive and—dare I say it—so will the Knicks, so you add it all up and I see another 30-win season and no playoffs–not even really close.  Who needs a drink?  

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Blogcat’s NFL Thoughts, Week 8

Posted by on Oct 30, 2007 in Uncategorized | 0 comments

This was a pretty terrible week of football.  There weren’t any marquee matchups, and the two I got in New York were particularly bad.  The best thing about the Giants’ sloppy win over Miami was Jeremy Shockey’s new haircut, while the only redeeming feature of the Jets-Bills game was that it ended.  And yet I watched both of them, because I just like football—even if it’s really crappy, it’s still football.  Where else but football can you get a guy like Devin Hester, who took speaking in the 3rd person to new, unprecedented levels this week? Discussing the dilemma opposing teams face when kicking off to the Bears, Hester boasted: “You can either give it to us on the 40, or you can pitch to Barry Bonds.”  What do you call speaking of yourself in the 3rd person, only the 3rd person is someone else?  3rd person metaphorical?
 
Anyway, my wife is the same way about vampire movies that I am about football.  We saw (read: “she dragged me to”) 30 Days of Night, which is a poor facsimile of 28 Days Later, itself a sequel to 28 Days, which was a riff on Dawn of the Dead, the weak remake of the original Dawn of the Dead, sequel to Night of the Living Dead.  As you can imagine, very little new ground was broken or blood was spurted on this one.  Josh Hartnett, whose star has clearly fallen, was reduced to peering out of a barricaded window every twenty minutes or so and grimly announcing to the others, “We’ve got to move.”  Meanwhile, the standard conflicts cycled through their expected motions: what to do when a character gets bitten but doesn’t die right away (answer: tearfully apologize, then decapitate him with an axe); characters weighed the pros and cons of staying safe in the attic vs. making a run for supplies; plot contrivances led to identifying the vampires’ ONE weakness (and actually, I’ll give the writers a couple of points on this one: it’s the UV lamp Grandma uses to grow her medical marijuana), etc., etc., etc. 
 
I think the best testament to the utter lack of originality here was the high number of audience members who went to the bathroom—even during the middle of “key” sequences.  It was a collectively tacit admission that we’d seen this all before, and it made it feel very much like we were all just watching a crappy movie in someone’s living room (which I suppose would be comforting if the tickets hadn’t cost $12 a pop).  Come to think of it, even the characters in the movie were relatively unfazed by the events that unfolded, considering they revolved around an entire town being ravaged by hordes of undead flesh-eaters.  Erin was no exception.  She openly acknowledged afterward (and heck, even beforehand) that the movie was not only unoriginal and terrible, but clumsily executed.  But at the end of the day—or in this case, 30 days—she just likes vampires. 
 
Similarly, I got just about what I expected out of Week 8, and it wasn’t much.  But I still watched anyway, because, hey, it’s football.  In Carolina, the Panthers were predictably run over by the Colts.  Even though Indianapolis fumbled twice and dropped six passes, Carolina couldn’t be led to water to drink if Peyton Manning were to pour it for them out of his protective cup.  And though I was disappointed—not only by the Panthers, but by the games in general—I wouldn’t call it a wasted experience.  For some of us, when it comes football games and vampires, irony and quality productions aren’t a requirement.               
 
Offensive Player of the Week: Reggie Wayne, Colts.  7 catches for 168 yards and a touchdown.  Without Marvin Harrison to steal his glory, Wayne torched Carolina’s secondary like it was southern California forestry.
 
Defensive Player of the Week: Mike Vrabel, Patriots.  13 tackles, 3 forced fumbles, 3 sacks.  I think he also caught some touchdown passes, assisted Kevin Garnett, and homered off Manny Corpus.  All hail the Kingdom of Boston.      
 
PS—
 
If you go this site, you can download a radio interview with yours truly—along with my better half—speaking extremely knowledgeably about the 2008 elections.  Among the many poignant observations I make is that the President is, in fact, the Commander-in-Chief. I also note that Fred Thompson resembles a St. Bernard (the ball’s in your court, Tim Russert).  In my defense, I was answering the reporter’s questions while trying unsuccessfully to prevent my dog, Lincoln, from rolling in a pile of mud and emerging looking like a grinning Al Jolson.  Because I had bathed him approximately fifteen minutes beforehand, I was a bit preoccupied.  

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Bobcats News and Notes: 10/28

Posted by on Oct 28, 2007 in Los Angeles Clippers | 0 comments

Hoopsworld – Bobcats’ injuries don’t alter their postseason expectations

It’s a tough way to look at the situation because Sean is a nice
young talent and great young man, but it’s the harsh reality of pro
sports. The Bobcats – no fault of Sean – are used to playing without
him and it’s hard to believe they will miss him that much.

As for Adam Morrison – he will be a great player in this league. He
had a tough rookie year by any standards, but many great players have
stumbled in the beginning. Adam will be a stud, if he wants it bad
enough. However, you have to ask the question of how much he would have
been used this season.

Adam lost his starting job the moment the Bobcats acquired Jason
Richardson. The addition of Richardson allows Gerald Wallace to start
at the small forward spot unless Adam could’ve beaten him out for it –
something that wouldn’t have happened this season.

120 Proof BallGives their prediction for the Bobcats season

The Good News:  In a Summer that saw KG and Ray Allen
switch conferences, Rashard Lewis get a max deal, and Isaiah Thomas
successfully embarrass an entire state, the acquisition of Jason
Richardson by the Cats went fairly unnoticed.  But it might turn out to
be the coup of all the off-season deals.  He’s the real deal, and plays
both ends of the court. Also, Argentine Walter "I have the least Argentine name ever" Herrmann is one the league’s best unknown hustle guys in the mold of a David Lee or Jeff Foster.
The Bad News: 
The league’s 4 worst defensive players (in this order) are Matt
Carroll, Vladimir Radmanovic, Adam Morrison, and Mike Dunleavy Jr. 
That means the Cats have half of the league’s bottom 4 defenders, and
you could make a case for Primoz Brezec.  That is scarily bad.  Sean
May, who bears a striking resemblance to Homer Simpson with more
pigment, is done for the year after three Butterball Hams and some
micro fracture surgery.
Fearless Forecast:  Okay,
so it’s not totally fearless if you qualify it, but Emeka Okafor will
lead the league in blocks AND win the award for Best Defensive Player. 
That is, of course, if he can keep is dodgey back healthy.  Which is
about as likely as us keeping our dodgey livers unBacardi-saturated. 
34-48

 Money from the parking lot -  Former Bobcat Brevin Knight is not endearing himself to the Los Angeles Clippers coaching staff.

The Clippers have completed their five day training camp, and have
one item of fairly bad news to show for it. According to the LA Times and the OC Register,
Coach Dunleavy is upset that freshly-inked point guard Brevin Knight
reported to camp out of shape. Dunleavy had some extremely choice words
for Knight, which to a large extent speak for themselves. From the
Times:

“He came in and we started running and he wasn’t ready
for it,” Dunleavy said. “I’m disappointed in his conditioning. A
veteran player, you’d think he’d come into camp ready to go. I hit him
pretty hard yesterday and I think he knows I wasn’t happy with it.”

Knight, who signed a two-year deal this offseason worth a reported
$4 million, fired right back at his new coach, saying to the Register:

“Mike can say what Mike wants to say. But when it comes
time to play the games, I’m ready to play. When the games start and I’m
not ready to play, then now we have a problem.”

Not to be the bearer or bad news Brevin, but I think we have a problem already.

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Deep Thoughts: November basketball instructions for Sam Vincent

Posted by on Oct 27, 2007 in Sam Vincent | 0 comments

Wise words from Keetch 

Dear Sam: 

Here are your instructions for November Bobcats basketball.

Don’t experiment anymore.  Let’s try to win k?

Go ahead and start Hermann, he’s a veteran and he’s pretty good at all facets of the game.  Can’t lose with Fabio.

Scrap
the 2 point guard thing (who’s idea was that, was it Mokeski?).  Cut
back McInnis’ minutes and give DA some playing time.  Again…quality
leadership.

If you don’t mix in Davidson, Dudley and Hollins, we
will fire you.  These guys are powerful talents that give us an
exciting future; but only if they get a little playing time to develop.

For every time you start Brezac, we will fine you $10,000 and suspend you for 2 games.

Who
is teaching our bigs to box out, Phil Ford?  Sam; Mokeski is our bigs
coach, Phil the smalls.  If you forget, please ask Lee Rose; that’s why
we hired him.

We are watching.  See you in December.

Keetch

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