I’m not blogging as much as I’d like and for that I appologize to you, loyal reader.  I started one last weekend but I was interrupted about 30-40 times by my Mother, Father and Niece asking “What are you doing?”  Or rather, when it’s my niece:  ”UN-kle! AN-DRAW!  You come play with my dooooollll-houssssseee?”  She’s 18 and we’re so proud she learned to talk finally (jokes, she’s 3 and the cutest stinkin kid you’ve ever seen).

I have been keeping up with all the goings-on with the Bobcats.  I’m very confused and excited by what’s been going on.  The Tyrus Thomas trade was excellent.  I am not sure if a first in addition to Flip Murray and Acie “I get more frequent flyer miles from trades than vacation” Law IV, was worth Thomas’s services for the rest of this year and next as a restricted free agent but hey, he filled a need.

Twitter was blowing up on Thursday last week, trade-deadline day.  It was absolutely nuts and I almost got fired because of it I think.  I was in these all day 2 days meetings and they can get boring, depending on the presenter.  The guy after lunch from 1-3 (3pm being the actual deadline I think) was absolutely killing me.  So, there I sat with phone in hand, sometimes under the table sometimes 6″ from my face.  Gleeful glow from my Blackberry as I scanned Twitter.  It was nuts!  By the way, I’m up to a whopping 15 followers, and I need to feel wanted to add me:  BigCatBobcat

So we got Tyrus Thomas, got Theo Ratliff (for a song mind you) but there are still games to be played.  I saw someone say they should make a “Bash Brothers” series of cards or action figures for the most athletic front line in basketball:  Gerald “Crash” Wallace, Tyrus “Pick Something” Thomas and Tyson Chandler.  You might be asking “Hey, BigCat!  Who the heck is Tyson Chandler.”  Tyson is a rare sight on an NBA floor this year, as well as last year but basically he’s like Emeka Okafor only we don’t have him down for a huge 25 year contract, just 23 years of which he’ll play about 35% of the games.   (That link under “Pick Something” is hillarious.  Henry Abbot is killing me on that one, first pic: Tyson Dunking over a flat-footed Solvenian Butterfly)

Sorry, sound bitter?  It’s because I am.  I told a guy at the game who had brought his High School basketball team in to watch the Bobcats that the guy needs to nut up or have surgery.  I also told him that Boris Diaw has put on too much weight and has a wide lady ass.  He quit talking to me after that, possibly because he didn’t want to smell like booze driving the activity bus back up to Hickory or wherever.

Tyson Chander is great, when healthy.  When he’s not….he’s a tall guy with a beard in the second row.  Mike Cranston tweeted during the New Orleans game: While Tyson Chandler in his familiar street clothes and missing 22nd straight game, Okafor playing in 226th straight game.  YIKES! But the emergence of my 2nd favorite Tweep Nazr Mohammed has really made me want to trade Okafor for something else.  (Favorite is Andy Gray from SI, hilarious old Pics from the SI Vault)

The next big topic of interest: Ownership.  Now, I’ve written my piece and basically said all I want to say.  It’s wearing me out and I really don’t like the discussion but here’s the latest: NOTHING!  No transactions have transpired, no papers filed with the league, certainly no name changes, no announcements planned no press releases drafted, NOTHING!  I am not saying it won’t happen but here it is, February 26th and there is no new owner for the Charlotte Bobcats.  I say you ask the man who said “There will be a new owner by the end of February” what happened…but that’s just me.  Wouldn’t want to flood someones inbox.

So that brings us to on the court, actual game action.  I’m a little weak there, honestly.  I hate, hate west coast or actually anything west of Charlotte’s games.  I fell asleep in the recliner at 8:15 before the Jazz game.  I don’t know what my deal is.  I get home from work, eat a whole turkey, box of wine and somehow I can’t keep my eyes open long enough to watch my precious Bobcats on the road.  Blame me, you know, maybe if I could stay up and watch they wouldn’t be 0-3 on this road trip, limping into Memphis tonight.

Watch for the Grizzlies to go heavy to “The Other” Gasol (Marc) as he is 7’1″ and Theo Ratliff when he can push back from his walker and stand up straight is 6’10″ and did I mention he’s old?  They also have Hamed Haddadi coming off the bench and actually producing after being inactive for a while.  The Bobcats are thin (sorry Tyrus) and light on the players at the large positions.  A high point is that Mike Conelly is having a difficult time here lately and I’d put Raymond Felton among the best PG defenders in the league.  A big night needs to come from Ray, Jax and Crash in order for the Bobcats to have success tonight as they travel.  Road wins are hard to come by.

2 Games under .500 with 26  games left.  Gotta gel and get healthy soon.