Stephen Jackson has rekindled his relationship with pressure, well when you do what he does to it, it may not be a relationship per se but hey, he did what he did to it and the Bobcats finished on top. He also put on the belt. In the way of first time Super Bowl quarterback Aaron Rodgers and many a WWE SuperStar before him he made the motion to put on the championship belt. Kind of over and over, like it got awkward. I guess when you get down by 16 in the third and battle back to be down by 3 with 15 seconds left, you hit the three pointer to tie with :00.6 on the clock, yeah you can go ahead and put on the belt.
Other than the end of the game, the story was Gerald Wallace, or lack there of. He was, in my friend Shrader’s estimation, a complete ghost. He didn’t attempt a shot until a minute and a half into the fourth quarter and that one got blocked. He ended the game with 7 points, 5 in the fourth, 2 in overtime. 5 rebounds, 6 assists, 2 steals and 2 blocks don’t make up for that antipathy towards scoring or attempting to score. He somehow had the final shot and luckily DJ Augustin was there for the offensive rebound and kick out to Jackson for the tying bankshot.
DJ Augustin had 9 of the Bobcats’ 20 overtime points. Seriously serious play out of the point guard. 27 points, 12 assists, 4 rebounds (including the all important to close the game) and 4 steals. He played well against the stout Golden State backcourt on defense. I wouldn’t attribute holding Monta Ellis below his average completely to him, but he certainly had the hands out on the perimeter to get in passing lanes and break up attempted passes. DJ is really impressive under Silas. You can tell he is one of those flow of the game/confidence guys who need the freedom that Silas allows. Larry Brown taught him certain fundamentals, sure but the halting practice and minescule adjustments and working every play through to its completion, regardless of outcome, all added up to DJ Augustin not living up to his full potential under Brown and the team suffered.




To be honest, I had a crappy feeling coming into this Denver game. Perhaps it was that I had work the night before, having only a few hours sleep before dragging myself up for the game, or that I had a dread feeling that we would probably be blown out of the water. However, it was a win, close win but a win nonetheless.
Sometimes you do things that you aren’t proud of… Remember that fight that you had in 8th grade against the legally blind kid who wore leg braces. Think back, he kicked you in the head with one of those braces opening up a cut on your forehead that needed 15 stitches to close. Yep, You would have lost that fight if not for a very lucky chop to the windpipe. Memories.
