In the obligatory “hype-up-any-newcomer-who-shows-signs-of-competence” article following Tuesday’s preseason game, the Charlotte Observer’s Tom Sorensen wrote, “Every time (Kemba) Walker had the ball you sat up a little straighter and stopped talking with the people next to you, because you knew something was going to happen and it probably was going to be good.” Judging by the turnout, I’m surprised Sorensen had anyone sitting next to him.
In front of dozens of fans at Time Warner Arena, a mix of Bobcats and random strangers dressed as Bobcats defeated the Atlanta Hawks, 79-77. The game and its implications were very much like those of the movie Eraserhead: low-budget, nightmarish, and probably meaningless. For me, the four most most “wow” moments of the night were as follows:


Sure Boris can have that one game each month that makes you realize that if he consistently put his mind to it he could easily be an all-star caliber power forward. Unfortunately the rest of the month is normally a painful series of frustrating passed up open shots, lackadaisical motivation,lack of physicality and general indifference.
