From Kevin Arnovitz’s piece over at ESPNLosAngeles.com:
Archive for August, 2010
Is Ryan Gomes The Solution?
On August - 19 - 2010
The Silver Lining
On August - 18 - 2010
What was the worst part of Donald Sterling’s comments yesterday?
It’s the offseason. This is the one time of year Clippers’ fans can be overly optimistic without those pesky losses clubbing them over the head again and again, crushing their spirits. Fresh uniforms, fresh faces, and a fresh start. That should have been the feeling derived from yesterday, but it wasn’t. Fans know the dark cloud that hovers over the franchise hasn’t gone anywhere, but in the offseason they’re not typically forced to look up at it.
The Curse Has a Name
On August - 17 - 2010
Regarding comments made by Donald T. Sterling to T.J. Simers of the Los Angeles Times, here’s my post over at TrueHoop:
Try to imagine you’re at a business gathering, maybe a trade show. Your boss holds court in one corner of the room. He’s surrounded by people who are insiders in your industry — some of whom know you personally, while others are only vaguely familiar with your work.
The next morning you find out through a third party who doesn’t even work for your company that your boss told those insiders he has no idea why the company hired you (only he called you “Whatshisname.”).
Some New Threads for The Clips
On August - 16 - 2010
Do people still say threads? No? Oh. Well let’s just move on.
The basic motif remains the same, though there are some new stylistic flourishes. “Los Angeles” will appear on the primary red away jersey, which used to have “Clippers” in script.
In another change, Baron Davis is going back to No. 5 this season.
Of course, the unveiling couldn’t be complete without Blake interviewing DeAndre on his thoughts on the new uniforms. Here’s the video, courtesy of Clippers.com:
Heroes and Villains
On August - 16 - 2010
Being a fan of the NBA was much easier as a kid.
I remember sprawling out in front of the television and getting goosebumps listening to the Bulls’ starting lineup get announced. Like every other kid on the planet, I was a diehard Michael Jordan fan. I would head out to the hoop in front of my driveway and practice my hanging right-to-left hand layups and my turnaround baseline jumpers until I couldn’t see my own hand in front of my face. When I was lucky my dad and I would take turns “being Jordan”, firing up jumper after jumper while the rebounder was relegated to Scottie Pippen status. All I wanted to do, all I ever wanted to do, was be like Mike.