
Labels: crazy people, rapping, Ron Artest, unintentional hilarity, Videos

"A dead cat bounce is a figurative term used by traders in the finance industry to describe a pattern wherein a spectacular decline in the price of a stock is immediately followed by a moderate and temporary rise before resuming its downward movement, with the connotation that the rise was not an indication of improving circumstances in the fundamentals of the stock. It is derived from the notion that 'even a dead cat will bounce if it falls from a great height.'"I coined the term in response to what might be the most famous example of a dead coach bounce in NBA history: When Lawrence Frank took over for Byron Scott in New Jersey. What's very well known is this. Frank's ascension to the coaching throne ignited a 13-game winning streak that ran from January 27 to February 24, 2004. The streak set an NBA record for the most consecutive wins by a head coach to begin a coaching career. It was also the longest winning streak of any coach in any of the four major professional sports to begin a career. During the streak, the Nets won six consecutive games on the road, which also gave Frank the record for most wins by a head coach on the road at the start of his coaching career.
Labels: coaching changes, Lawrence Frank, New Jersey Nets, Word of the Day




Labels: Caron Butler, daily Kobe, dead coach bounce, Don Nelson, Golden State Warriors, Indiana Pacers, internal dissent, New Jersey Nets, New York Knicks, Phil Jackson, Washington Wizards
Labels: crazy people, Ron Artest, The Tao of Ron Artest, video blogging


Labels: Dwyane Wade, Greg Oden, Los Angeles Clippers, Mike Dunleavy Jr., NBA.com, Philadelphia 76ers, the American legal system, Utah Jazz, Worst of the Night, Yao Watch

"We named ourselves 'Club Trillion' because as athletically limited white folk, we found ourselves riding the bench for the Buckeyes. When the time came for us to get in, there would usually only be 1 minute remaining in the game and after sitting down for 39 minutes, we really had no interest in trying to be all that productive. So we devised the plan of trying to get the 'trillion' which occurs when we play 1 minute and do absolutely nothing that would appear in the box score, thus making our stat line say 1 minute played followed by a bunch of zeroes."That's right. Not only are local NBA broadcasters all over the country now mentioning the trillion during games, there are college basketball players -- bench jockeys, but still -- who have dedicated their very existence to earning one. I would like to think that my exhaustive attempts to promote the trillion these last few years is partly (or even mostly) responsible for this and many other cool things, like toasted subs and the techno privacy scarf.
"We have a saying around the program that when someone shoots a jumper over a defender's outstretched arms, said defender just got 'dotted.' This phrase comes from the notion that the defender makes up the long part of the letter 'i' and the ball serves as the dot. We would call it 'dotting the i,' but apparently some other group at Ohio State came up with that phrase just a few days before we did. I suggested calling it 'tittling the i,' but the coaches refused to believe that the dot of an 'i' is actually called a tittle. Plus, that sounds incredibly inappropriate to say out loud. So we stuck with 'dotting.'"
There are a handful of hard and fast rules to the dotting process. They are as follows (note that I revised the author's original list):
1. The defender has to be making an attempt to challenge/block the shot.This not only provides something new to watch for when you're chilling out with NBA League Pass, but it provides new trash talk fodder for your pickup games. Of course, since most pickup ballers think "defense" is just "waiting to get back on offense," it might be a while to before you encounter an outstretched arm to shoot over.
2. The shot must go in.
3. The dot must occur in a live game situation.
4. (Optional) The defender must be informed that he was "dotted."
Labels: fan submissions, pickup basketball, the dreaded trillion, trillionaire club, Word of the Day




Labels: double facepalm, Worst of the Weekend

The White Man Jump Challenge continues. I'm now one week into the Advanced Phase of the Strength Shoe training program and the net gain to my vertical leap is currently at just over two inches.
I know. It seems like a rather modest gain for almost two and a half months worth of three-days-a-week workouts. But it's a gain nonetheless. And I have to tell you, even though I'm only jumping a couple inches higher, the training has improved my game in ways that I didn't originally anticipate. I haven't measured my foot speed, but I can tell you that my first step is faster and I'm breaking to the hoop with greater force and authority. Some of that is psychological -- I've become more aggressive off the dribble to test the results of my training -- but some of it is physical as well. I'm getting by and around people easier than I was. I'm finishing stronger.
The funny thing is, my game had been regressing for some time without me realizing it. That is, I had been shooting from distance more and more and driving less and less. Naturally, I had been making excuses for the change in style -- the lane was too clogged, the floor was too dusty, my defender was just going to foul me anyway, etc. -- but in reality I had lost a step and simply had no idea. I wasn't really choosing not to drive. I couldn't. Not as often or as easily, anyway. But now I'm getting that quickness back. I have to admit, that has me pretty juiced up. (Conversely, realizing my physical skills had been deteriorating without notice was somewhat alarming. I definitely had an "Oh my God I've become Antoine Walker!" moment. And let me tell you, that's a terrible moment to have.)
There are, however, some downsides I should probably mention. Technically speaking, I'm overtraining. The program suggests at least a full day (24 hours) of rest between each workout, but I've been lifting, running, biking and/or playing basketball on my "off days" (except Friday). I can't help it; I just don't want to give those things up. The side-effect is that my legs are sore and tired pretty much all the time. I've tried to address this by hydrating, eating right (most of the time), hitting the hot tub at my gym, bathing with Epsom salts, rigorous stretching, self-massage...I've even gotten a handful of actual massages from a professional masseuse (no happy endings, though, so don't ask). These measures help, to be sure, but not so much so that I can feel totally recovered without taking a couple days off from any kind of intense physical activity. This has introduced a rather interesting paradox: I feel both great AND like crap at the same time. Weird, huh?
There's another downside to the overtraining: Based on everything I've read, it's likely retarding my overall progress. It's possible, even probable, that I might have gained even more than two inches of increased leaping ability had I strictly adhered to the program's rest guidelines. But what can I do? I'm not going to stop living my life and pursuing my other goals just so I can jump higher. Maybe the pros have recovery secretes I haven't heard of. Who knows.
Labels: pickup basketball, plyometrics, strength shoes, the incredible one-inch vertical gain, White Man Jump Challenge





Labels: Boston Celtics, Detroit Pistons, Los Angeles Lakers, Phoenix Suns, Robert Sarver, Rodney Stucky, Steve Kerr, Terry Porter, white-hot rage
Labels: catfights, Los Angeles Lakers, Sasha Vujacic, Trevor Ariza
Labels: Houston Rockets, NBA mascots



Speaking of deng, i was playing NBA 2K9 with the Bulls against Deng's team (I traded his soft butt ASAP) and at one point he made a layup. The two commentators then had the following exchange:Yay, Bulls.
Commentator A: He lays it softly of the glass.
Commentator B: He really has a soft touch, doesn't he?
Commentator A: Some people like to take it hard to the rim, but not him. He prefers to use his soft touch around the rim.
(Not 100% accurate, but this was the idea) This got me thinking, "Damn, this game is soooo realistic. Not only is Deng made soft, but he gets picked on because of it. I can't wait to see if they call Shaq "fat" or Marbury "retarded."
Labels: Worst of the Night
"I decided to vote for the All-Star Game on NBA.com. I voted for Aldridge, Amare, Roy, Nash, and Oden in the West and Bosh, LeBron, Calderon, Wade, and Howard in the East. After I finished, the page showed my picks and they were completely wrong. The headshots were right, but the names didn't match who I voted for at all. Have a look and you will see what I mean. Nice job NBA. It's like like the refs from last night's Blazers/Warriors game made the site."Here's the shot. It's actually pretty funny.


Labels: All-Star Game, NBA.com, who did I vote for



Labels: Atlanta Hawks, Charlotte Bobcats, Lebron James, New Jersey Nets, New York Knicks, Orlando Magic, the American legal system, Toronto Raptors, Washington Wizards, Worst of the Night





Labels: fan submissions, man love

Labels: George Karl, injuries, internal dissent, Los Angeles Clippers, Oklahoma City Thunder, Phoenix Suns, Shaq, The Fabulous Oberto, Tracy McGrady, Worst of the Night, Yao Watch

I couldn't resist putting Luc Richard Mbah a Moute's name in an online anagram generator...and here are some of the better phrases I found. If he isnt a clear-cut drab or a labia mud charm toucher, I dont know who is.I think my favorite is "Touch! Bum diarrheal cam," but then scatalogical references always make me chuckle. Feel free to vote for your favorite. The winning phrase will become Mbah a Moute's official Basketbawful nickname.
1. Ouch! I'm a bald, true charm.
2. A chaotic, abler humdrum.
3. I am brutal or much ached.
4. Ho-hum! I am clear-cut drab.
5. Touch! Bum diarrheal cam.
6. I'm a dumb, urethral coach.
7. I'm a bad, cruel, macho hurt.
8. Labia mud charm toucher.
Labels: fan submissions, fun with names, Luc Richard Mbah a Moute



Labels: Worst of the Weekend
Labels: Batman on drugs, Evil Ted, no basketball content, The Dark Knight, The Joker


Labels: Cleveland Cavaliers, Denver Nuggets, Detroit Pistons, gay tattoos, Golden State Warriors, questionable hair decisions, Worst of the Night

Commentator #1: "Nice to get your name in the scorebox."This is the second confirmed mention of the trillion by NBA broadcasters this season. AWESOME.
Commentator #2: "Yeah, no trillions tonight."

Labels: cat fights, home court disadvantage, Jermaine O'Neal, one trillion, Yao Watch

Labels: he is freaking huge so why can't he jump, Yao Ming, Yao Watch

Labels: Ben Wallace, bloargh, Emeka Okafor, Kobe Bryant, Larry Brown, Mario West, Philadelphia 76ers, Sacramento Kings, Worst of the Night

Labels: bench play, Dwight Howard, Jermaine O'Neal, Orlando Magic, Portland Trail Blazers, Rashard Lewis, Steve Nash


Commentator A: "That's what I mean when I made a reference about Yao not being a shot blocker. He should've easily erased that shot by Mobley."Note that these men are actually getting paid to be idiots while I keep doing it for free. Meh.
Commentator B: "He blocked 4 shots in the first half by himself. Please pay attention."
Commentator A: "He's not the type of shot blocker that goes and get shot blocks. He just gets the ones that come to him."


Labels: Dallas Mavericks, fan submissions, Houston Rockets, Mario West, New Orleans Hornets, Phoenix Suns, San Antonio Spurs, Toronto Raptors, Washington Wizards, Worst of the Weekend

Labels: fan submissions, gratuitous Ostertag reference, measurements for craptasticness, one trillion, sucking




Labels: Andre Miller, Ben Gordon, Brandon Roy, Chicago Bulls, Elton Brand, Houston Rockets, john paxson, luol deng, Philadelphia 76ers, Vinny Del Negro


Labels: Amare Stoudemire, Chicago Bulls, fan submissions, Indiana Pacers, Jermaine O'Neal, Los Angeles Clippers, Philadelphia 76ers, Shaq, the dreaded trillion, The Durant Watch

Marv Albert: It's time for our J&R Music and Computer World Upcoming Schedule. Following tonight, the Nets will finish up the home stands...that's, uh, very lovely. On friday night against Allen Iverson and the Detroit...what is that?Broadcasting action. It's BLAND-tastic. (Actually, I have to admit, this was pretty funny...)
Mike Fratellow It's a car.
Marv Oh, Motor City, oh I got it.
Mike: It's a car.
Marv: So clever. You think about this for long periods of time? And then at Miami on...at Indiana on Saturday, I'm sorry.
Mike: I didnt want to throw you off.
Marv: I, I know.
Mike: Okay.
Marv: All right. Indiana, what do they get? What's that? That's very creative. What is that? Is that a building?
Mike: It's a building.
Marv: For Indianapolis?
Mike: It is.
Marv: And then at Miami on Monday night.
Mike: You know Miami gets, they get another, ohh yeahhh.
Marv: Oh very cute, yeah, all right and then back home for the Pacers next Wednesday. but frankly we've seen enough.
Mike: Okay.
Marv: The J&R Music and Computer World Upcoming Schedule. The Nets playing four games in five nights.
Mike: I was trying to think of how to draw a hurricane for Miami, not sure how to do that.
Marv: I'm sure you'll come up with something. Iittle box for the city of Indianapolis





Labels: bored announcers, New Jersey Nets, utter defenselessness








Labels: Chicago Bulls, Dallas Mavericks, Derrick Rose, Golden State Warriors, Los Angeles Clippers, Sacramento Kings




Labels: Jermaine O'Neal, New York Knicks