The Cavaliers’ Conundrum
I did not immediately jump onto this blog in order to comment on the “shocking” news that Kyrie Irving wants to be traded, mostly because the whole thing is mind-numbingly stupid. Where exactly does Irving think he’s going to land that’s a better situation than the three-time defending conference champs for whom he currently plays?
Still, we’ve all had that one co-worker who just drove us crazy, so much so that taking another job–even one that clearly seemed to be a step down–became an attractive alternative. So it would appear with Irving and his time with the Cavaliers, which may or may not be at an end.
Kyrie Irving: he hates his co-workers, just like all the rest of us
The part of all this that’s truly stupid is the presumably surprising nature of the upheaval in Cleveland. It’s not like anyone couldn’t have predicted that there would be trouble wherever LeBron James goes. Well, actually, it was predicted, a while back…by me, right here in this space. Continue reading The Cavaliers’ Conundrum
Swag Goeth Before The Fall?
I am (pretty much) back from my summer vacation, the one that had me driving across the country to visit relatives in Philadelphia, and included visits to major league ballparks along the way.
It was difficult to keep track of a lot of what was going on, though I did make sure to watch every one of the NBA Finals games and see the Warriors get their sweet sweet revenge on Cleveland. All that came across quite clearly to me, and it was–from a Dubs fan’s perspective–quite delightful.
What’s not been so clear has been the most recent of the newly re-crowned champs’ off-season moves. In fact, the latest news has left me a bit groggy, surprised, and not quite certain that I heard that right. As in:
“Wait…Nick Young? As in, Swaggy Goddamn P?” Continue reading Swag Goeth Before The Fall?
Kevin Durant = The Difference
Best Served Cold
You know what they say about revenge, don’t you? Well, there’s a group of basketball players who’ve been know to hoist a few shots in Oakland who can vouch, after Wednesday night’s game, that the old saying is very, very true.
And they have Kevin Durant for playing the Master Chef and serving up a frosty platter to the Cleveland Cavaliers at the end of Game 3.
Kevin Durant: Golden State’s Master Chef of revenge
And make no mistake: after the Cavs knifed the Warriors in the back in last year’s Game 7, that win Wednesday night was not just revenge in the form of a return stabbing — it was more like KD took a chainsaw and carved up the James gang like a Texas maniac. Continue reading Best Served Cold
The Ships Be Sinkin’
Tall about sweet music.
I would like to take this opportunity to say “thank you” to the Utah Jazz for dispatching the Los Angeles Clippers in today’s game 7 of their playoff series.
This fit of gratefulness comes not so much because I have such a fondness for the Jazz; I don’t, though I certainly recognize that they are a team on the rise (assuming they can hold on to Gordon Hayward with a player option on his contract for next year). No, this is strictly about my gratitude that, for at least one more off-season, we won’t have to endure more of the Clippers. Continue reading The Ships Be Sinkin’