Tuesday, May 26, 2009

silver lining

i'm not as depressed after the cavs lost game 4 for a few reasons: 1) we played really great pick and roll defense down the stretch, 2) we are going back home, 3) we're the best team in basketball and 4) we have lebron.

more on point 1 - it's no surprise that big z is pretty useless in the playoffs. he was last year and the year before. i think the idea for him being out there is to get dwight howard out of the paint using his 18 footer, and on defense to use his length to possibly get some boards. but that doesn't work when z isn't hitting his jumper or isn't involved on offense. what hurts us more is how ineffective he is against the screen and roll. he is so freaking slow that when they do their screen and roll with hedo and dwight, z shows hard and has to run (slowly) back to dwight. meanwhile a guard is covering dwight and has to wait longer to rotate out to the three point shooters while z is lumbering back to the paint. this leaves pietrus wide open for 3 where he's knocked them down consistently (unlike delonte).

but if you put andy in for z, he shows hard and gets back to the paint fast enough for the guard to cover the three point line. this was clear throughout the fourth quarter when we used a small lineup. we covered all their three point shooters, so the magic had to either drive, shoot a contested 2 or throw it into dwight. but unless dwight was within 8 feet of the basket, it was an almost automatic turnover because he doesn't really have any post moves and andy is very annoying.

it's pretty clear that if we play small we can win this series. mike brown is a very slow learner. think about this - why do you think lebron tipped off against superman in overtime? why not put Z in there? it's because he wanted our small lineup on there for the entire overtime. then why why why why, mike brown, would you put a bigger, slower guy (ben wallace) on a jumpshooter (rashard lewis) in the final inbounds play for the magic? the lineup we had was perfect - west on hedo and lebron on lewis. mike brown really let his team down by putting in a big, slow post defender in to defend a jumpshooter in a situation where everyone in the world knew lewis or turkaglu was going to shoot a 3.

if i were mike brown this is what i would do: first off, tell my team to stay home on three point shooters. go with a small lineup with lebron playing power forward throughout the game. rotate your bigs in to foul dwight, saving andy for the fourth quarter. in the first quarter, use Z to try to get howard out of his game by firing away his 18 footers and challenging him on the boards. on the pick and roll, stay home on 3 point shooters and foul dwight like crazy. if Z doesn't have 2 fouls within the first 4 minutes of next game, he's really not doing his job. joe beast is like the shorter, smarter version of Z. he should foul out next game.

as for our backcourt, play delonte for the entire game and mo for almost the whole game. play either boobie, sasha or szcerbiak, depending on who's gonna show up. the disparity in bench production doesn't matter; we just need one guy to get into double figures by knocking down shots. the more important thing is that we play small and play fast. we need to kill them in transition and disrupt the flow of their offense with good rotation on defense. we need to force dwight howard to make plays in the post and foul shots. let superman get 30. the magic cannot win without good three point shooting, and they won't get that if we play small.

i have no faith in mo's jumpshot anymore. sure he'll get his points, but he's been missing some crucial spot-up 3's, and he's forcing the issue too much. at one point he called off lebron so he could drive to the basket, where he lost it out of bounds. by the time we got it back, there was less than 1 second on the shot clock. we all know it's not a good sign when everyone clears out for lebron and he goes 1-5. why would it be a good idea for mo to do the same thing? just like last year, the second best player on the cavs is delonte. he needs to be featured more because he has a mismatch on him almost every time. tonight when rafer defended him, delonte immediately took him to the post and scored. when hedo guarded him, he took him off the dribble and pulled up for a wide open bucket. when they play him close he drove right to dwight howard and finished. the only aspect of his game that is lacking is his spot up shooting. i remember him missing 2 wide open corner 3's, which resulted in a score on the other end - a 6 point swing each time.

on point number 2 i will say this - boobie plays better at home and he looks hungry. he's not a defensive liability especially when the magic go with anthony carter, who can knock down 3s and pass but is slow and has no post up game. we only need one guy to step up off the bench to knock down shots and he'll take the call.

for point 3, i still believe we're the best team in basketball. we finished with the best record, had the biggest point differential and swept through the first two rounds of the playoffs. as long as we keep our heads together and not panic, we will be fine. that might sound too easy, but it seems like confidence is very hard to attain in the NBA. for example, Z was a pretty decent 3 point shooter in the regular season. but in this series, he's chucked it every time he's been in the corner, open or not, and not one has gone in. he's forcing it and rushing it - a sign of panic. i think if we keep our composure, amp up the tempo and play focused, cavaliers basketball, we can win 3 in a row.. actually i believe we can blow them out 3 times in a row if we play our best, no matter how well the magic play.

point 4 - lebron. even though it took mike brown 3 quarters to realize that we should be playing small, lebron almost won it for us on a 40 foot jumpshot. any time he is on the floor, we have a chance of winning.

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

when depression sets in...

what does a guy do when depression sets in? when it feels like fate itself is bent against him? clearly, the answer is this: post on his blog. and so here i am.

but blogging is not enough right now. my heart is broken, shattered into little shards like the T-1000 after he freezes in nitrogen and explodes into pieces of frozen flesh when arnold shoots him.

so i've thrown on some old school bright eyes to remind me that at least someone can join me in my self-pity. "and i know he heard me strumming all those sad and simple chords as i sat inside my room so long ago..." yes connor, i've heard you strumming, and those simple chords resonate the heartstrings inside me. i too have sat sat alone in my room. waiting. watching. as the cavs lose game 1 of the eastern conference finals.

they lose after being up by double digits in the third quarter. they lose after a prolific performance by the Chosen One. they lose when they know that the already crippled Cleveland economy will come to a standstill from mass depression.

this may seem like a joke to you, but it's not. i immediately left my house after the loss and went to a cafe. the lady taking my order asked me how i was. i said i was depressed because the cavs lost. she looked at me weird but, how can you blame me? who else can i turn to now besides a stranger? i can't go online to my familiar websites. espn.com is now off limits. it's on parental block. i can't check my google reader cuz of all the sports sites i subscribe to. every status update on facebook is a biblical-worthy lamentation.

after this tea maybe i'll have a few bottles of jameson and a pack of red marlboro's.

woe is me.

Sunday, May 3, 2009

the window has closed! / hipsters vs hippies / anorak christmas / social smoking

this post is not about hip hop.... so feel free to read it.

i'm listening to this mix i made before i went to brussels. actually i initially made this mix for someone else, but i ended up just adding to it until it became an assortment of songs that i'd listen to all the time. and so i've associated most of the songs with experiences i had, like going to night markets, getting mugged, walking in late to work (this happened every day... i am not a morning person) or just making dinner or walking around on the uneven cobblestones of brussels. and now i'm taking a little stroll down memory lane, listening to this mix while working on my thesis.

i just got back a little while ago, but already i feel rooted in davis again. brussels is in the definite past, if that makes sense. and now that i'm kind of reflecting on my time there, i've made a little theory: the time it takes to settle down in a place is the only time you have to make changes in your life, and after that window of opportunity closes, you're more or less stuck in the direction you're headed and the group of people you're with. of course friendships evolve and a few changes may happen here and there, but in terms of huge overhauls, life decisions, new commitments and stuff like that, those only happen when you're in the midst of transition.

once that window closes, once-unimportant things become priorities. like... getting sleep, or spending alone time to reflect, or sticking to your schedule. people become more risk averse, less spontaneous, and more inward-focused. that is to say, focusing on their careers, their personal mental or physical health, and their close group of friends or whatnot. anyway, i think i had about a 2 week period where i was still energized to do new things and i think i did a pretty decent job to orient myself in a way where now i can at least still learn new things and be stimulated and stuff. i started working on the student farm which has been really fun, i got in touch with the people i wanted to continue talking to, i'm recommitted to finishing my thesis and am making headway there, went to a few shows, i go to the bay area more often.... things i cut out of my life are hanging out with hipsters, sleeping, and exercising.

well that was all probably very boring but sometimes it's nice to just talk about yourself to... yourself. as i said i am in a reflective mood. moving on ->

a friend told me recently that i'm becoming a hippie. or more that i'm becoming how she used to be, since i work on a farm and we happen to be eating at this really hippie restaurant called "the farmers kitchen." i took offense to that because, well, i don't really care about the environment enough. and by enough i mean at all. and on several other occasions, people have called me a hipster which i don't like. it's like being called the typical youngest child, as if i can't see that that's a euphemism for someone who is spoiled and irresponsible.

i started writing out a definition of a hipster but it came dangerously close to just describing myself. :(

i still don't think i'm a hipster. i mean, am i like this?

hipsters be damned!.... when will you accept me as one of you?

anyway lately when i've been writing blogs, i never know when to stop so they become really long, boring and as i've been informed somewhat emo. but the show must go on. this reminds me of when i was in 8th grade science class. let's just say i wasn't the coolest kid in class. i bought this anorak and in the winter i started wearing it, and some punks in the class thought it would be funny to put stuff in the hood. that was funny for a while but then one fateful day, this kid pulled my hood, causing me to jerk my head back and make a weird noise. well they thought this was hilarious so they did it more often. as a self-conscious teenage kid, i didn't really know how to respond. i should have just not worn the anorak anymore since i looked pretty stupid constantly getting whiplash, but i didn't want to give the bully any more satisfaction by letting him know he had won. so i kept wearing it, every day, until the end of the year, even when it got hot. and you know what? i was SO HOT all year.

mine was blue, but just as goofy looking

but anyway, as i said, the blog must go one, in spite of how stupid this is becoming. it's a war of attrition and i will come out on top by sheer... attrition. ? hum.

so this is the last topic. there are many things in the world i don't understand - in fact, since high school and like socrates, i knew that i know nothing. and one thing i definitely don't understand is the idea of social smoking. i suppose the draw is that it looks cool, but what you're really doing is wasting a perfectly good cigarette. to me, a cigarette is like a special treat, one that you enjoy once in a while while you think, breathe, and slow down. i only do it when i'm alone, so i'm not distracted from the enjoyment. so in that way social smoking makes 0 sense.

i mean... for those social smokers who actually inhale the death-smoke, they're way too distracted to let the effects of the cigarette take.. effect (my vocabulary ran out a long time ago). for those who don't inhale, they end up just burning paper and making everyone's clothes smell bad. and woe is s/he who socially smokes but doesn't even like cigarettes! the jury is still out on people who only smoke when they drink. i've heard it said that it enhances the effect of the alcohol... but it doesn't do anything for in that way.

you are losers

until next time, adieu!