He broke his back carrying the Orlando Magic, literally and figuratively. He now averages a double double for a new team with a new couch, another superstar gobbling up all the shots, and an aging cast of veterans.
Who now plays point guard for the Lakers? Who do they have on the roster besides the baller now known as Metta World Peace? Does Luke Walton still play in LA for the Lakers?
C'mon, has anyone in Lakers organization seen tapes of Dwight in Orlando, with a point guard who timed up alley oops with him, the pick and roles SVG ran incessantly?
You gotta ask your if exists there a coach who can draw up plays to get the ball to the bigs. Remember relatively recently the hated Celtics had a trio of tall folks who had a bit of success? Untrained eyes focus on Mr. Bird but his 2 compadres used actual designed plays and screens and cuts to the basket and passing to score.
Plus, they also played a bit of defense.
People don't see the puppet master's team--another team in FL not my beloved Orlando Magic--playing great defense. They pick up their men early up high, press them, rotate, and also play the passing lanes. You can't beat them with lazy offense: cross court or sluggish passes, and quick missed threes with long rebounds leading to runout baskets which can add up to Heat scoring binges. (hey statboys, lemme see that stat, baskets made by teams after opponents missed threes.)
For Dr. Naismith's sake can't anyone block out on defensive rebounds? Letting Chris 'softer than tissue paper" Bosh rebound at will on offense amounts to a crime against basketball.
Frustrates me bad I can't wait until Cubs season starts.
How pathetic is that?
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Monday, December 26, 2011
Don't Blame Dwight Howard
Now in the winter of our NBA discontent and idyllic Orlando weather, let us not blame the wrong people for the possible trade of Mr. Dwight Howard's basketball contract.
Let us blame the right people: the referees.
For if absolute power corrupts absolutely, these Satan sired spawns of the Devil, insane with their perception of their own power, have proven themselves destined for the penultimate circle of the Inferno along with illiterate editors wielding red pens like Vorpal swords, sports columnists and commentators, baseball umpires, and bloggers--all boils on body politic and commonweal.
So in this Christmas season of giving, let us hope they all get what they deserve, with nought but coal stuffed stockings and...
All Orlando Magic fans saw the unrelenting evil crusade of the referees last year, starting with their unprecedented delay of game calls on Mr. Howard during his free throws, calling technical fouls on our guy for merely saying, "Oh, man," and adding to their perfidy, calling several "T"s later rescinded by league officials with some shred of decency left in their hardened hearts.
In the playoffs last year, we saw "Zsa Zsa" Pachulia give performances worthy of all 3 Gabor sisters combined, with him flopping like flounders to get techs plus committing acts of violence worthy of Leatherface, the referees all but bringing a chainsaw for him to carve up Dwight.
It got so bad previously lethargic in that series Jason Richardson had to step up, confront an assailant of Howard, and then serve an unwarranted 1 game suspension.
As seen on Christmas night, the carnage continues with people pounding on Dwight, Perkins even taking a swing, and no ejections, at least from what Sports Center showed.
So let us not blame:
-Dwight Howard,who came to us in Orlando as an 18 year old boy who signed 1 contract extension and now wishes to ply his trade elsewhere under his constitutionally protected rights.
=Nor Otis Smith for trading Courtney Lee for the corrupted corpse of Vince Carter's career.
=Or the DeVos billionaire family who pick pocketed Orange County hotel taxes to build their basketball palace but also have paid out among the highest surcharge totals to the league for 1 of the highest payrolls in the Association.
-Or blame the aforementioned J. Richardson who in the series against the Hawks couldn't find the offensive paint with a compass, map, and GPS.
-Or the woeful three point shooting, so bad one wondered it they could have shot the ball in the ocean while standing knee deep in the surf.
-We won't even blame bandwagon carousel fans, arriving as late as start of second half, especially those with courtside seats who ought to get there at shoot around and harangue the refs, asking if anyone will ever get called for fouling Mr. Howard.
=Nor even give Stan Van more than bit of grief for failing for years to construct any semblance of an offense other than dump it into the post to Dwight and have the rest chuck up 3 pointers like poor folk spending grocery money on lotto tickets, knowing it ain't gonna work but praying to get lucky anyway. {Stan, set some screens underneath for D 12 so he can get to his spot without carrying Perkins on his back!)
No, let us blame the refs: miserable, miscreant, misbegotten demons in striped shirts like Steve Javie, tax cheat, as they all cashed in first class tickets and pocketed the difference without claiming it as income on tax returns. Javie just got off because his jury hated the Internal Revenue Service more than referees.
Long time Magic fans have seen this before; if Mr. O' Neal got in Magic pin stripes the calls he later did in Laker purple, we might have had a couple trophies in O'town already.
With twin blessings of birth in Milwaukee in 1958 and Magic fan since conception, 2 All Star centers have left my teams.
1 left with a championship ring.
So we must think and speak clearly; since the Emancipation proclamation ended slavery in the United States, the owners can no more trade Dwight Howard than they can strip him of other constitutional rights.
They can trade his basketball contract, but the man himself remains free to walk away if he wishes.
If we trade the contract to Minnesota for a bag of balls, he can retire and leave. After his contract expires, he has freedom to play where he wishes.
Right thinking Magic fans will wish him well and cheer for whomever mans the paint for us: Mark Acres, Greg Kite, Rony Seikally, Shawn Kemp, and any other "bums" that come along.
So let us place blame squarely where it lies: on the referees and Der Sternfuhrer (David Stern) for allowing this mockery, this wretched tragedy of officiating to continue.
And Dwight, you got to admit, we in Orlando have better weather than Toronto and Denver, if you like warmth and oxygen to breathe.
Plus, we have no state nor city income taxes for you to pay. Not too shabby if you think about it.
Merry Chrisma-Hanna-Kwanza to all.
Let us blame the right people: the referees.
For if absolute power corrupts absolutely, these Satan sired spawns of the Devil, insane with their perception of their own power, have proven themselves destined for the penultimate circle of the Inferno along with illiterate editors wielding red pens like Vorpal swords, sports columnists and commentators, baseball umpires, and bloggers--all boils on body politic and commonweal.
So in this Christmas season of giving, let us hope they all get what they deserve, with nought but coal stuffed stockings and...
All Orlando Magic fans saw the unrelenting evil crusade of the referees last year, starting with their unprecedented delay of game calls on Mr. Howard during his free throws, calling technical fouls on our guy for merely saying, "Oh, man," and adding to their perfidy, calling several "T"s later rescinded by league officials with some shred of decency left in their hardened hearts.
In the playoffs last year, we saw "Zsa Zsa" Pachulia give performances worthy of all 3 Gabor sisters combined, with him flopping like flounders to get techs plus committing acts of violence worthy of Leatherface, the referees all but bringing a chainsaw for him to carve up Dwight.
It got so bad previously lethargic in that series Jason Richardson had to step up, confront an assailant of Howard, and then serve an unwarranted 1 game suspension.
As seen on Christmas night, the carnage continues with people pounding on Dwight, Perkins even taking a swing, and no ejections, at least from what Sports Center showed.
So let us not blame:
-Dwight Howard,who came to us in Orlando as an 18 year old boy who signed 1 contract extension and now wishes to ply his trade elsewhere under his constitutionally protected rights.
=Nor Otis Smith for trading Courtney Lee for the corrupted corpse of Vince Carter's career.
=Or the DeVos billionaire family who pick pocketed Orange County hotel taxes to build their basketball palace but also have paid out among the highest surcharge totals to the league for 1 of the highest payrolls in the Association.
-Or blame the aforementioned J. Richardson who in the series against the Hawks couldn't find the offensive paint with a compass, map, and GPS.
-Or the woeful three point shooting, so bad one wondered it they could have shot the ball in the ocean while standing knee deep in the surf.
-We won't even blame bandwagon carousel fans, arriving as late as start of second half, especially those with courtside seats who ought to get there at shoot around and harangue the refs, asking if anyone will ever get called for fouling Mr. Howard.
=Nor even give Stan Van more than bit of grief for failing for years to construct any semblance of an offense other than dump it into the post to Dwight and have the rest chuck up 3 pointers like poor folk spending grocery money on lotto tickets, knowing it ain't gonna work but praying to get lucky anyway. {Stan, set some screens underneath for D 12 so he can get to his spot without carrying Perkins on his back!)
No, let us blame the refs: miserable, miscreant, misbegotten demons in striped shirts like Steve Javie, tax cheat, as they all cashed in first class tickets and pocketed the difference without claiming it as income on tax returns. Javie just got off because his jury hated the Internal Revenue Service more than referees.
Long time Magic fans have seen this before; if Mr. O' Neal got in Magic pin stripes the calls he later did in Laker purple, we might have had a couple trophies in O'town already.
With twin blessings of birth in Milwaukee in 1958 and Magic fan since conception, 2 All Star centers have left my teams.
1 left with a championship ring.
So we must think and speak clearly; since the Emancipation proclamation ended slavery in the United States, the owners can no more trade Dwight Howard than they can strip him of other constitutional rights.
They can trade his basketball contract, but the man himself remains free to walk away if he wishes.
If we trade the contract to Minnesota for a bag of balls, he can retire and leave. After his contract expires, he has freedom to play where he wishes.
Right thinking Magic fans will wish him well and cheer for whomever mans the paint for us: Mark Acres, Greg Kite, Rony Seikally, Shawn Kemp, and any other "bums" that come along.
So let us place blame squarely where it lies: on the referees and Der Sternfuhrer (David Stern) for allowing this mockery, this wretched tragedy of officiating to continue.
And Dwight, you got to admit, we in Orlando have better weather than Toronto and Denver, if you like warmth and oxygen to breathe.
Plus, we have no state nor city income taxes for you to pay. Not too shabby if you think about it.
Merry Chrisma-Hanna-Kwanza to all.
Monday, January 3, 2011
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