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The financial state of the NBA…it ain’t pretty

Bill Simmons is getting a lot of praise for his recent column, “Welcome to the No Benjamins Association,” where he outlines just how grim things are for the NBA. The entire piece is worth a read, but here are a few highlights…

On Portland standing pat with Raef LaFrentz’s expiring contract…

Teams wanted to dump clearly superior players on Portland at the deadline just to get Raef’s insurance money. Phoenix would have traded Shaq for Raef and Channing Frye’s expiring contract in a heartbeat. Jersey supposedly offered Vince Carter and two protected No. 1’s for Raef’s contract, and Milwaukee supposedly would have given up Richard Jefferson and either Joe Alexander or a future No. 1 for it. Incredibly, the Blazers turned everyone down. And this is a team bankrolled by Paul Allen.

I hadn’t heard about those offers from New Jersey and Milwaukee, though Simmons is more plugged in than I am. However, he’s trying to make a point, so maybe he’s running with a rumor because it supports that point. I find it hard to believe that the Blazers passed on those offers, but you never know.

On some of the moves that weren’t made…

Sacramento gift-wrapped the two prizes (Brad Miller and John Salmons) in a seven-player deal just to clear money. The Lakers dumped their best 3-point bomber (Vlad Radmanovic) to clear cap space down the road (and they’re only trying to win a title). Cleveland passed up Shaq for free (or in this case, Wally Szczerbiak’s expiring deal plus Sasha Pavlovic) because it couldn’t take on cash. New Orleans tried to give away Tyson Chandler (only its third-best player) for expiring contracts before The Team That Shall Not Be Named vetoed the trade because it “didn’t like his physical” (or, as many insiders believe, because co-owner Aubrey McClendon had second thoughts about taking on Chandler’s contract since McClendon reportedly lost close to $2 billion in the Wall Street crash).

The Cavs really passed on a Szczerbiak-and-Pavlovic-for-Shaq deal? The same revitalized Shaq that is averaging 18 points and nine rebounds, and is shooting 61% from the field this season? Would the Cavs really pass on taking on his salary at the expense of Wally and Sasha? I realize that Dan Gilbert is a mortgage guy, so I’m sure he had at least a finger or two in the “bad loan” pool, but he must know that in order to keep LeBron next summer his team really needs to get to the Finals. The franchise isn’t going to be worth anything if James bolts. (Well, it will be worth something, but you get the drift.)

On NBA attendance supposedly being up 1.9 percent this season…

(Amazing but true fact confirmed to me by multiple people: Memphis makes about $300,000 per home game. That’s gross, not net. Even more amazing, four or five other teams are within $100,000 of that number.) So, yeah, attendance is “up” 1.9 percent, as this recent Sports Business Daily story would lead you to believe. But not really. Especially when you include Seattle’s move to a sold-out arena in Hijack City and how it skewed the overall numbers.

If I’m the Director of Marketing for one of these struggling teams and I have a piece of concessions or parking, I don’t worry about “devaluing” my product in this economy. I put butts in the seats. I don’t care if I have to start a website to auction off all available seats starting at $1. The team will make a little scratch via food and parking and maybe the home crowd will push the team to a few extra wins. Most importantly, people will get used to going to NBA games again, so when the economy comes back, the team will have a bigger fan base to draw from. Is it fair to the season ticket holders that paid a premium for their seats? No, but life isn’t fair and they understand that the franchise has to do what the franchise has to do to stay afloat.

On a potential lockout in 2011…

Teams are locked into swollen contracts that suddenly make no sense, whether it’s non-franchise players making franchise money (Vince, T-Mac, Shaq, Brand, Baron, Jermaine O’Neal, Dalembert, Okafor, etc.) or overpaid role players making six to 600 times what they should be making (Marko Jaric, Nazr Mohammed, Larry Hughes, Radmanovic, Mo Peterson, etc.). In the irony of ironies, the league finally learned something that fans knew all along — nobody was buying a ticket to see the likes of Luol Deng, Gerald Wallace or Corey Maggette, much less Tim Thomas or Andres Nocioni.

They will pick the next fight, and again, they will win. When the players’ union waves a white flag and the lockout finally ends (2012? 2013?), I predict a raise of the individual salary max (to $24-25 million), a softer salary cap, a restriction on long-term contracts (can’t be more than three years unless you’re re-signing your own star), the elimination of opt-out clauses and the midlevel exemption, and the rookie age limit rising to 20. That’s seven predictions in all … and I bet I’ll end up nailing six.

Simmons goes on to discuss how the league’s collective fear of trading has hurt the quality of the league, it’s lousy officiating and how likely it is that several teams change cities over the next few years. He doesn’t think the NBA will contract — David Stern is too stubborn for that — but he does think it’s in for a major makeover in the next five to ten years.

It’s grim stuff, but a great read.

What kind of rookie season is Michael Beasley having?

One thing that struck me about Bill Simmons’ trade value column was his unabashed hatred for Michael Beasley’s game. He made three separate references to the rookie:

Jason Thompson: I mocked him on draft day and he shoved it in my face like a cream pie. Top-notch energy guy, good defender, lots to like. You know, if Michael Beasley wasn’t such a colossal disappointment and semi-fraud, the 2008 draft could have ranked among the best ever (and certainly superior to the more ballyhooed ’07 class).

Colossal disappointment? Semi-fraud? Ouch.

Jeff Green: Great teammate, tough as nails, gives a crap, does whatever you need. He’s the anti-Beasley.

So Simmons is saying that Beasley is not a good teammate, isn’t tough, doesn’t give a crap and won’t do whatever you need? Ouch.

You have to love a country where Love’s best rookie card (Upper Deck’s ’09 SPX set, the signed autographed jersey card) goes for one-eighth the money of Beasley’s card … and yet, Miami could offer Beasley for Love right now and Minnesota would make a face and hang up. Whatever.

Ouch.

All right, so how is Beasley faring this season? Here are his numbers:

24.2 mpg, 13.1 ppg, 5.1 rpg, 0.9 apg, 45% FG%, 39% 3PT

All of that combines for a PER of 15.34, which is #36 amongst power fowards. Not great, but since 15.00 is average, at least he’s above average.

Simmons looooooooooves Durant, and for good reason. The guy is playing great in his second season. But how did he fare in his rookie season?

34.6 mpg, 20.3 ppg, 4.4 rpg, 2.4 apg, 43% FG%, 29% 3PT

Hmm. That adds up to a PER of 15.87.

All right, so I think it’s fairly clear that statistically speaking, Beasley’s rookie year, on a per-minute basis, is comparable with Durant’s. It’s unfair to write him off as a “colossal disappointment” — he still projects to be a very good player. Had he been thrown to the wolves (like Durant was) and allowed to take 17.1 shots per game (instead of his current average of 11.6), I really think Beasley would be able to score 20+ a game too.

Since he can’t be speaking in quantitative terms, Simmons hatred must be qualitative. I’ll admit that I haven’t seen enough of Beasley in the NBA to say that he isn’t tough, is a poor teammate and doesn’t care. Are there any Heat fans out there who want to chime in about how they feel about their rookie right now?

Bill Simmons’ trade value column

Yes, it’s 12 days old and the trade deadline has passed, but if you haven’t had the chance to check out his annual trade value opus, it’s a good read. He ranks the top 40 players by total trade value (i.e. age, upside, salary, talent, etc.). Here’s what he has to say about Tim Duncan:

4. Tim Duncan
His finishes in the Trade Value column since 2001: No. 2, No. 3, No. 1, No. 2, No. 1, No. 3, No. 3, No. 4. Uncanny. Speaking of consistency, check out his 12 regular seasons (including this one) split into groups of three seasons …

Duncan (first three years): 22-12-3, 52 percent FG, missed eight games.

Duncan (next three years): 23-13-4, 51 percent FG, missed eight games.

Duncan (next three years): 21-12-3, 50 percent FG, missed 31 games.

Duncan (last three years): 20-11-3, 52 percent FG, missed five games.

Then, remember that he also played 155 playoff games and averaged a 23-13-4 with 50 percent shooting, plus first-class defense and leadership. And sprinkle in the little fact that no Duncan team has ever lost even 30 games in a regular season. Translation: Greatest power forward ever, most consistent superstar ever and you cannot sleep on him in May and June.

I do take issue with a few of his rankings…

Yao at #7? Too injury prone.
KG ahead of Deron Williams? Garnett is too old.
Nash at #23 (ahead of Rondo, Devin Harris, Mayo, Kevin Martin)? Seems awfully high for a 35 year-old.

There are a few others, but I’m not going to nitpick.

Bill Simmons says he’s not a ‘Kobe hater’

It’s true, Bill Simmons has been critical of Kobe Bryant at times, but he has also pushed for the Black Mamba to be the league’s MVP even though the Lakers weren’t an elite team. In a recent column, Simmons explains why Kobe’s 61-point effort against the Knicks is the “defining Kobe game.”

I like watching him and arguing about him. I like being bothered and thrilled by him. And I really like when he plays like Michael J. Fox instead of The Wolf. See, I was weaned on the Bird era in Boston: the joys of making the extra pass, not caring about stats. Kobe’s 61-point game represented the best and worst of basketball to me. His shotmaking was transcendent: a steady onslaught of jumpers, spin moves and fallaways made in his typically icy style, as efficient an outburst as you’ll ever see. On the other hand, his teammates stood around and watched him like movie extras. In 37 minutes, Kobe took 31 shots and another 20 free throws. He finished with three assists and no boards. He may as well have been playing by himself on one of those Pop-A-Shot machines.

A friend of mine, a lifelong Knicks season ticket-holder since the Bradley era, e-mailed me afterward: “That was the worst night maybe of my life in the Garden. How horrible it must be to play with Kobe. He was signaling constantly to his teammates to get him the ball. THREE ASSISTS AND NO REBOUNDS. Talk about a team guy.” Another New York buddy was so distraught that Bernard’s 60-point Garden record fell so ignominiously—with Kobe’s padding his stats against a reprehensibly bad defense as a shocking number of fans chanted “MVP!”—that he e-mailed me the next day: “I literally didn’t sleep last night.” A third friend was there and swore that Kobe eyeballed Trevor Ariza after Trev made the mistake of swishing a 24-footer in the fourth. And yet, the national reaction seemed to be, “Wow! Kobe scores 61! He’s unbelievable!” Spike Lee even called it “genius.” (Move over, Einstein and Mozart.)

Really, it was the defining Kobe game. He elicited every reaction possible from lovers, haters and everyone in between. When LeBron arrived in New York two days later and notched his amazing 52/9/11, he didn’t break Kobe’s new record but definitely cheapened it. LeBron’s 52 came in the flow of the offense. When the Knicks doubled him, he found the open man. When they singled him, he scored. He dominated every facet of the game. It was a complete performance, basketball at its finest, everything we ever wanted from King James. And it happened 48 hours after Kobe’s big game … in the same building. Crazy.

I’ve been comparing those two games ever since. Never has basketball seemed more simple to me: I would rather watch a 52/9/11 than a 61/0/3. I would. It’s really that simple. It’s a matter of preference. So don’t call me a Kobe hater, call me a basketball lover.

And if Kobe ever put up a 52/9/11, yes, I would love him, too.

Gotta love that “Teen Wolf” reference. Classic.

Regular readers know I’m not a big fan of Kobe’s persona though I’m the first to admit that he’s the best one-on-one player in the NBA. I’ve been accused of being a hater as well, and that’s part of being critical of athletes on a sports blog. The bottom line is that Kobe is polarizing and not everyone that criticizes him is a true “hater,” much in the same way that everyone who likes his game isn’t a “believer.”

Simmons mentioned something else earlier in the piece.

When he accidentally injured Andrew Bynum’s knee recently, I found it interesting that Kobe’s reaction was more “Crap, there goes my title!” than “Oh, no, my teammate is hurt—I hate seeing him in pain!”

I went back and watched Kobe’s reaction again, and he did look like he was more pissed about the injury (and the negative ramifications on his title hopes) than he was genuinely concerned about Bynum.

Or maybe I’m just a hater.

Bill Simmons’ retroactively blogs the last 18 minutes of Super Bowl XLIII

The Sports Guy elected to go to a party instead of doing one of his running diaries of the Super Bowl. So since the game ended in spectacular fashion, he watched the last 18:32 again and gives us his patented blow-by-blow. Here’s an excerpt.

9:37 — Another holding penalty for Mike Gandy, his third. Win or lose, he has as good of a chance of being Arizona’s left tackle next year as Michael Vick does of winning his Atlanta job back. That’s followed by an incompletion to Boldin, our 20th “Wait, is that Kurt Warner’s wife? She looks great!” shot of the evening, then another incompletion. Third and 20 from Pitt’s 33. Big play.

(Note: I didn’t realize the significance when watching the game live — I was too busy arguing with Ace over the age of the youngest person in America named “Dick.” I said that there’s no way anyone under 35 is named “Dick.” Ace said that there might be some preppy kid out there who’s called “Dick” as a family name. Sadly, there’s no way to settle this.)

The piece is long, but not horribly so. As always, it has that classic Sports Guy humor.

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