Blogcat’s Take, 1/02

Posted by on Jan 2, 2008 in Indiana Pacers, New Orleans Hornets, Orlando Magic | 0 comments

Whew!  Sorry it’s been so long since I wasted your time with yet another pointless column, but I’ve been busier than Digital Underground rappers in a Burger King bathroom.  First it was entertaining the in-laws, who were visiting the Big Apple for the very first time.  We showed them around all the usual places, and you just can’t imagine how much fun we had.  It was so much fun that I enjoyed those precious few minutes I wasn’t stuck in some mobbed tourist trap by holding a gun to my head and talking myself out of pulling the trigger.  Once we finally got them on a flight back home with “I (heart) New York” merchandise bursting merrily out of their luggage, I then had to prepare my wife for her first day of working for PETA, where she’s about to start a rewarding career bombing fur farms and setting fire to Wilson’s Leather outlets.  All of this yule-tide activity has left me with no time to write and stretched thinner than Johnny Depp’s singing voice in Sweeney Todd.
 
Or maybe I should say “thinner than the Bobcats’ bench.”  My oh my, since the Knicks victory, we’ve gone one-and-five, and once promising guys like Jared Dudley and Ryan Hollins are now distant memories, like the movie Lions for Lambs.  The only notable sub recently has been Matt Carroll, and only in the sense that he’s been terrible.  Even the Nazr Mohammed parade has been thoroughly peed on.  In their “Are You For Real?” column on ESPN.com, Guy Lake and Brian McKitish both took turns bashing him—it was like the final scene in Death Proof.  Darn it, I’d been so pleased with Nazr too.  I mean, no one’s going to confuse him with Hakeem Olajuwon, but no one’s going to confuse him Primoz Brezec either—and that was the whole point.  Apparently, though, Mohammed has a history of starting fast with new teams before regressing severely, at least according to Lake and McKitish.  And all I can do on that one is tip my cap to them, because quite honestly I haven’t followed Nazr’s career that closely.  And if they’re right, I appreciate the warning.
 
If there’s been any bright spot, it’s Jason Richardson, who’s finally been playing up to his contract.  In the last 5 games, he’s put up 28.8 points on 51% shooting.  But even with him it’s not all rosy and cheerful little Juno-style acoustic songs: the dude’s only hitting 66% of his free-throws this year.  And worse: his career free-throw percentage is just 69%.  You know what?  I somehow feel personally responsible for this, because I had no idea the dude couldn’t shoot foul shots.  When I learned we were getting J-Rich, I knew that the guy was a gunner, and so I just naturally assumed he could both get to and score from the foul line.  It didn’t even occur to me to look.  I wish I had, because I would have said something.  Now I feel like I bought some used car that I thought was good until I realized that it had no heater or air conditioning.  Oh well, like Kanye said, everything he’s not makes him everything he is, right?  And that would be an $11 million scorer who can’t shoot free throws.  He’s basically the basketball equivalent of Pedro Cerrano. 
 
Similarly, Ryan Hollins…oy vey.  Do you realize the guy’s 7 feet tall and can’t rebound?  How did this one slip through the cracks?  Once again, this one's on me, because I didn’t notice it myself until the Hornets game, when I saw everyone from David West to Chris Paul jumping over, around, and through him to clean the boards.  Often the ball would bounce directly to him and he STILL couldn’t come down with it.  Even Primoz would at least get a hand on it and lose it out of bounds, but with Hollins it’s like his arms disappear entirely.  Puzzled, I looked at the stats, and there it was: 2 rebounds per.  And then I looked at John Hollinger’s profile of him, and sure enough: “non-factor on the boards.”  Wasn’t there some highly scientific study done last year about how the one skill that transfers the most consistently from college to the NBA is rebounding?  I’d pull up Hollins’ UCLA stats, but to tell you the truth, I’m too afraid.  But the point is, did anyone on the staff bother to check this before we drafted him?     
 
Add all this to Raymond Felton’s 5.5 assists-per-game and 39% shooting for the month of December, and you’re going to get exactly what we got: depressing beat downs by the likes of the Bucks, Magic, Hornets, etc.  In the Magic game, I actually spent most of the game debating whether the correct phrase is "steamrolled" or "steamrolled over," as in, "Orlando steamrolled (over) us."  I'm still not sure.  But anyway, all of it’s made even more dreary when you consider these losses are mostly at home and with no significant injuries to our roster.  Opponents are shooting 46.5% on us, fourth-worst in the league.  And when they miss, they’re averaging 12 offensive boards a game—tied for 7th worst in the league.  Forget playing us like a violin, they’re playing us like Guitar Legend by getting open shots and getting second chances.    
 
At least we ended on a bright note by beating the Pacers…except it wasn’t on League Pass, which makes us 4-0 on games not televised in the NYC-area.  Yay.  I’m so bummed out I’m practically jealous of the Knicks right now: at least lots of people CARE that they suck.  We’re like Kenya to their Pakistan.  How could I feel any worse right now?  Wait—honey, the in-laws are back home, right?    

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Blogcat’s Take, 11/12

Posted by on Nov 12, 2007 in Houston Rockets, Indiana Pacers | 0 comments

Well, it wasn’t a sweep, but the last two games were like a fine filet mignon compared to the previous two games’ sack of White Castle.  The Cats had an impressive come-from-behind victory on Friday against the Pacers and a heartbreaking defeat to the stacked Houston Rockets on Sunday that was in many ways more impressive.
 
Emeka Okafor was huge on Friday, throwing up 25 points and 23 rebounds.  "I've been looking at other big men and what they do and watching what I do and kind of just comparing," Okafor said afterward, although it was unclear if he was referring to the game or quoting his favorite Dirk Diggler line from Boogie Nights.  However, as amazing as his stat line was, even more delightful was Gerald Wallace’s performance.  Crash’s 28 points and 4 steals sparked the 9-minute bridge between the 3rd and 4th quarters, during which our 8-point deficit became an 11-point lead.  He played like the old Wallace too, driving to the hoop and getting 15 FT attempts (making 10).  
 
For a long time though, things looked grim, particularly because the Pacers’ offense was supplied predominantly by Troy Murphy.  I know he and Shawne Williams have range, but when big guys knock down five 3-pointers and a slew of 15-20-footers, it just feels more demoralizing.  Add that to Jeff Foster’s 12 rebounds, all of which seemed to a) come on offense, and b) happen in the 2nd and 3rd quarters, and I was looking forward to Quarter 4 about as much as the movie Saw 4. 
 
Further, Raymond Felton was a bit gimpy on the bad knee and Jason Richardson (5 points, 2 turnovers) has gone MIA.  (Say what you will about Adam Morrison, but at least you knew when he was out there.  Morrison was the crazy homeless guy who drops his drawers and pees right in the center of town square, while Richardson thus far has quietly been taking a dump in the corner.)  But anyway, the team rallied, thanks to some timely 3’s by Matt Carroll, a huge 52-39 rebounding advantage, and “just” 16 turnovers, which for us qualifies as “flawless.”   
 
On Sunday, we owned the game for about 46 minutes.  For the second straight game the Bobcats excelled in free throws (14/15), turnovers (just 12!), and Matt Carrolls (6-10 FGs, 3-4 3PTs, 17 points).  Even Richardson was electric for the first two quarters (14 points), although he was Amish the rest of the way (2 points).  Okafor also showed some serious Swan Lake moves early on (12 PTS-11 REB-2 BLK on some stellar ballet down low), but got into the old familiar foul trouble that ultimately hurt us.  With an extremely balanced attack (four guys in double-figures), the Cats led by as many as 10.  Houston’s Luther Head, Mike James, and Stab-to-my-Lou Rafer Alson were also doing their best to help us out, going a combined 4-for-15 from the field with 6 total assists (and Steve Francis can’t crack this lineup??). 
 
But none of that mattered, because Yao Ming simply would not be denied.  With 34 points, 8 boards, 3 blocks, and even 4 assists, we were no match for his powers.  Yao missed just 2 of his 15 FG attempts and made all 8 of his free throws in a devastating one-man attack.  Fittingly, he snagged the last key rebound of the game when he hauled in Alston’s idiotic 3-point attempt with 38-seconds to go, got fouled, and sank both shots to give the Rockets a 1-point lead.  Wallace was called for a ridiculous offensive foul when he subsequently drove to the basket on Tracy McGrady, effectively ending the game. 
T-Mac, everyone’s favorite existentialist superstar, got the results when it mattered most, scoring 12 of Houston’s final 16 points.   "I don't think there's a better 1-2 combination … they might be the best combination since MJ [Michael Jordan] and [Scottie] Pippen," a glum Wallace observed afterward (note to reporters: is it really necessary to clarify who Wallace meant by “MJ” and “Pippen”?).

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Pacers / Bobcats recap 11/9

Posted by on Nov 10, 2007 in Indiana Pacers | 0 comments

Via Edrow who attended the game last night

In the fourth quarter it came….like an unwanted stomach ache when
you’re out on a date with a pretty girl. I knew it was going to happen.
The conditions were perfect. The Bobcats were fighting their way into
the lead. The Pacers had called a timeout to settle everybody down. The
Lady Cats came onto the floor…and then…."Like a Pony..Come
on…Like a Pony…It’s alright!
". I’m sure everyone around me thought
that I was crazy b/c I was laughing so hard. That stupid song just
won’t go away, I’m not even sure what the hell the guy is even saying.
Is it really "Like a pony"? Geez louiz!

Anyways, to answer
somebody else’s question about J-Rich. No, GS didn’t have any secret
information on J-Rich (IMO). He’s had a two game slump, but it happens
to everybody. It’s like finding your sea legs on a new, unfamiliar
ship. Once you get it, it doesn’t go away. Once J-Rich finds his
stroke, it’s gonna get narsty.

Okafor was an absolute monster
last night. As a fan, I enjoy seeing the Cats get defensive rebounds,
but I REALLY enjoy seeing them get offensive ones. Oaktown was all over
the place last night.

Matt Carroll has found his stroke, and I think we needed it last night. He had a couple of really good shots from outside.

I
love how Dudley plays. He seems to be really physical. We need somebody
like that. More importantly though, he’s got that youthful fire in him.
I really dug how he tried to get everybody fired up.

Finally,
Crash was a nightmare for the Pacers late in the game. It got to the
point where he was going to do what he wanted, and nobody was going to
stop him.

The crowd, although still too lean, was actually pretty enthusiastic and involved in the game.

All in all a good win for our guys.

-Edrow

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Pacers 112, Bobcats 102: Blogcat’s Take

Posted by on Apr 7, 2007 in Indiana Pacers | 0 comments

Charlotte had a great chance to keep their playoff hopes alive on Saturday night, as they hosted the Indiana Imploders at home.  Pacers fans must have sensed danger once they began having to clarify which strip club incident they were referring to on radio call-in shows.  All the riff-raff are just about gone now though, and pretty soon this will be Danny Granger’s team.  This is a good thing because not only is Granger a decent player, he’s been like that one normal guy they have each season on The Real World who spends most of the time just shaking his head at all the nut-cases around him.  What’s amazing is, in the latest Dime magazine, Granger actually credits Steven Jackson of all people for showing him “how to deal with on-court and off-court stuff: how to deal with the money, family members, how to deal with different situations that come up.”—huh??  That can’t be right.  He must have meant Steven Speilberg or something…or Steven Seagal…Hell, even Steven from the old Dell commercials would make more sense. 
 
Maybe Ike Diogu will amount to something too, although at this point I’m not sure.  First he was supposed to be the sleeper draft pick, then he was supposed to be the sleeper gem in the big trade with the Warriors, and now he’s just basically sleeping on the end of the bench, even with Jamaal Tinsley and Marquis Daniels not in the lineup (for god knows why).  And holy cow, Troy Murphy and Mike Dunleavy have the exact same haircut.  Remember at the beginning of the season when these guys looked nothing alike on Golden State?  Murphy had long hair and that mask invented by Rip Hamilton, while Dunleavy had long hair and that thong headband invented by Mike Miller.  I wonder which one of them is pulling the “Single White Female” on the other?
 
Anyhow, the first half was uglier than Tyronne Lue.  Emeka Okafor only played about five minutes, as he picked up three personals and then got called for a technical.  I sure hope it wasn’t for telling referee Ken Mauer that a circa 1986 Pat Riley called and wants his hairstyle back, because that would be unprofessional.  Just once, I’d like Primoz Brezec to act unsurprised when he gets the ball.  Even when he jumps for a rebound and gets it, he ends up fumbling it out of bounds—c’mon Primoz, act like you’ve been there before.  If not for Gerald Wallace’s usual studliness (29 points, 9 boards, 5 steals), Raymond Felton actually finishing a couple of those 1-on-3 kamikaze drives to the hoop (that are usually about as successful as shooting dice), we would have been down by a lot instead of up 3.
 
In the second half, both teams went on a rare and totally inexplicable run of decent shooting, but you could feel the Pacers beginning to take over.  There were a bunch of bad signs: Granger, after not only getting the ball stolen by Wallace, but also getting pimp-slapped for good measure (payback for opening night, perhaps?), didn’t get mad, he got hot, hitting just about everything he shot (11/14 from the field, 7/7 from the line for 32 points).  Then Darrell Armstrong joined in (16 points off the bench), and then…Keith McLeod?  11 points and 5 assists?  Are you McKidding?  Where did he come from?    
 
This would have been a good night to have Matt Carroll explode, but it didn’t happen.  Where’s Matt been lately?  You know how many points he had last game?  I’ll give you a hint: it’s the same number as Agent Arenas’s call sign.  He was marginally better tonight (6 points), but the team in general flamed out at the end.  What a hideous loss to a backwards team.  Ugh, I’m going to hear Pacers color commentator Clark Kellogg laughing at the final buzzer like Vincent Price in my nightmares tonight, I just know it. Crap, no basketball postseason to care about…the Yankees are looking like garbage…It’s gonna be a cruel, cruel summer.

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Bobcats 113, Pacers 102: Blogcat’s Take

Posted by on Dec 31, 2006 in Indiana Pacers | 0 comments

You take the good, you take the bad, you take them both and there you have Charlotte defeating Indiana on Saturday night for their unprecedented second win in a row. The Bobcats also completed a 1-for-1 trade with the Injury List, getting Sean May for Gerald Wallace straight up–hard to believe that a) Wallace has been seriously injured twice by the Indiana Pacers this year, and b) neither of the incidents involved Stephen Jackson. Other than Gerald’s separated shoulder and rib contusion, however, it was all good news for the Cats, who had one of those blowout/collapse/blowout-style wins. Charlotte built a 13-point lead in the third quarter, lost it all and were trailing by three in the fourth, then blew it open again at the end to win by 11, providing one of those rare opportunities to have my vision obstructed by opposing fans filing out of the arena early.

I remember an old Mad Magazine issue in which they had “Mad Jeopardy,” and one of the Answers was, “He defeated Jimmy Carter to win the Democratic nomination in the 1980 elections,” and the Question was, “Who was Jimmy Carter?” That’s kind of how this game went, as the Bobcats beat the Indiana Pacers thanks largely to the help of the Indiana Pacers. First of all, Indiana went a horrendous 26/40 from the free throw line to go with 4/17 on 3-point attempts. But more than that, Indiana just had a despondent, sulking attitude in general. Jackson and Jermaine O’Neal were visibly frustrated early and often and Rick Carlisle got ejected in the third quarter for arguing a foul call. I have no idea what Indiana was so pissy about, considering the Pacers had won two straight (including the night before against the Pistons), they were only trailing by a few points at the time, and they were at home–it’s like the entire team was PMS-ing.

For the Cats, Sean May could not have picked a better time to return. At the end of the previous night's marathon with the Lakers, Emeka Okafor was staggering around, looking like my buddy Nate used to when the Bar None had its 4-AM last call—EO definitely was going to need backup for this one (everyone was dragging, by the way; sometimes it felt like watching a game of water polo). Even though he’s been out for several days, May looked to be in great shape. Apparently he’s been working out and he says he’s lost 20 pounds.* Though at first it looked like the only skills May’s ankle sprain hadn’t affected were his ability to commit fouls and traveling violations, he got it going in the end with Gerald out, getting a clutch 8 rebounds and 8 points to help seal it.

Meanwhile, Okafor had 19 points, 14 rebounds, and 5 blocked shots. For whatever reason, the pick-and-rolls he’s been running with Raymond Felton have absolutely befuddled opposing teams lately. Even though it’s probably the most basic play in the game, defenses are helpless against it like it’s some unstoppable, mystical ancient ninja move. Speaking of Felton, 19 assists! 6 rebounds! Fans, there’s still time: log onto NBA.com and vote for your favorite Bobcats to play in this year’s All-Star game (live from Las Vegas!).

But the gold star of the night goes to Adam Morrison and his 30 points and 6 rebounds. 9/17 from field, 2/2 from 3-point land, and 10/11 on the foul line. Plus one odd-ball quote afterward, as Morrison attributed his success to the advice of Suns point guard/Eastern metaphysical philosopher Raja Bell: "Raja Bell said it to me,'' Morrison recalled, "just slow down and let it come to you.'' I’m wondering if Morrison didn’t confuse Bell with someone else** , considering Raja seems to communicate with opposing players primarily by flagrantly fouling them. But if Raja did say those words, I wish he’d put more stuff like that in his recurring ESPN.com column, rather than mostly just talking about how much he likes to play poker and take naps.

*Okay, I made that up (it just seems like they always say that any time a player comes off an injury).

**Not to mention some other team, as the Suns aren’t exactly known for slowing games down—didn’t they just have an entire book written about their ability to execute in under seven seconds?

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