We need to talk about Kevin.
Steve, leave me alone.
HAHAHA MARV ALBERT SO COLD TO STEVE KERR
Deng didn’t feel comfortable, so his agent arranged for an outside opinion. And suddenly that day-to-day injury the Bulls couldn’t believe would keep Deng out of action turned into a stress fracture serious enough to require months of rest to heal. Deng didn’t play again that season. He was eventually cleared for basketball activities in July. The Bulls said Deng wasn’t really injured, and told him to play. A different doctor — the correct doctor, in this case — told Deng he was really injured, and that he shouldn’t run, jump or cut on his leg for four months.
Derrick Rose and the Bulls’ history of letting players break themselves - SBNation.com
A very good read, quick but to the point. This kind of stuff has been going on pre-Thibs, and as much of a murderer via minutes he is, this is really a problem that goes all the way to the top.
Jerry Reinsdorf is the owner of a basketball team in the third-largest market, yet has managed to convince those within the organization, and certain members of the media, that Chicago is really a small-market team, living hand-to-mouth in the blue collar stockyards of the city. He’s managed to operate his checkbook to reflect that as well.
It’s why Tom Thibodeau is almost too perfect of a coach. He’s able to turn guys like Marquis Teague and Nazr Mohammed into real contributors during pivotal playoff games. He’s management’s ringmaster, whipping the lion until he jumps through the fiery hoop, and convincing the trapeze artists to flip and fly without a net to catch them. If you die (or ask for more money) you’re replaced by a cheaper, seemingly less-talented version of you, who will promptly play just as well, if not better, and is more dedicated than you, because they need it more.
I’m sure Tom Thibodeau would rather have Omer Asik instead of Nazr, but the twin heads of PaxGar, the guardians of the checkbook, gambled that Asik wasn’t worth the money, and lost. Nazr has been very good in the very limited minutes he’s received. Marco Belinelli has been essentially an upgrade from the 3-ball x-factor Kyle Korver.
But there’s an alternate universe out there. One where Jerry Reinsdorf has no problem paying to actually have a 15-man roster of good players, players who are paid their fair share. Good players who Thibs can make great, instead of mediocre players Thibs can work into creating moments of magic, band-aids that somehow keep the cracks in the dam from breaking overnight. Sure, players will get injured, but we won’t have to play Jimmy Butler 48 minutes to compensate for that. We won’t have to ask Nate Robinson to do his best Derrick Rose impression. In that universe, the Bulls might not have a championship, but the fans can trust the suits sitting in the nice skyboxes in the Madhouse on Madison to always do the right thing, and to always take care of their players.
Much like Derrick Rose and Luol Deng, I don’t know if I can trust them in this universe.
Meet Filomena Tobias, the Heat fan who gave Joakim Noah the finger
She’s now twice as famous, and this time it doesn’t involve murder accusationsOh, she sounds like an absolute ray of sunshine.
Well, I guess she’s no “studio gangster”…
What do you get when you combine the usual insane stories from Florida with a woman who marries for money? You get this lady. Check it:
Tobias is the widow of hedge fund manager and CNBC contributor Seth Tobias. Mr. Tobias, her fourth husband, was found dead in the swimming pool of his Jupiter, Florida mansion in 2007. Stop here if you want “mere decadence,” and do not want to hit the throttle and soar into “purely Floridian insanity,” because that is where it is headed.
- In just one moment from their rocky marriage, Mrs. Tobias bought a Porsche on a credit card. (And then had to return it at the insistence of her husband.)
- Mrs. Tobias once allegedly tested her husband for cocaine use like this: “Just after sitting down, Phyllis jumped from her seat and placed her lips over Tobias’s nose and began sucking. She was searching for cocaine residue.”
- Mrs. Tobias was accused by an internet psychic of killing her husband.
- Was accused by that same internet psychic specifically of doing that by luring him into the pool by promising him “a sexual liaison with a gay porn star–exotic dancer who went by the name Tiger because of the tiger stripes he had tattooed on his body.”
- All of this was pursued in court by Tobias’ family, who was cut out of his will by Florida law in favor of Mrs. Tobias. (Under Florida law, a murder inconveniently voids certain parts of a will if it can be shown that the chief beneficiary had an active role in becoming that beneficiary sooner than nature intended.) She was cleared by the court, and is now filthy rich enough to have excellent seats for Miami Heat games.
- According to her daughter, upon seeing her mother: “I have to stay she still looks really hot.”
Noah is no longer fond of Miami as a vacation spot…
Leather-faced fair-weather fans. Miami fans should be embarrassed of having these yacht club members represent them.
God dammit. Now I’m going to have to get my hopes up.
Welp, here we go. LIVE BY THE NATE, DIE BY THE NATE
No wonder Brooklyn lost. They started Drake at point guard.
STARTED AT THE BOTTOM
NOW WE MEDIOCRE
Karl Malone to homophobic ESPN reporter: You won’t ‘kick over and die’ if you touch a gay player | The Raw Story
“You know what? If you’re living your life and you’re happy with your life and you’re not hurting anybody, I say, God bless you. It’s time for us now to say, ‘You know what? That is his business.’ I support him.”
As a Christian man, I have beliefs of what’s right and what’s wrong. That being said, I know Jason Collins, I know his family and I’m certainly praying for them at this time.
Mark Jackson
Maybe you should pray for your own damn self, you passive-aggressive piece of shit.
ESPN's Chris Broussard Says Being Gay Is "An Open Rebellion To God"
First of all, I don’t think Chris Broussard’s “sources” on this are all too reliable.
Second of all, I hope Broussard dies in a fire. Or is beaten to death with hammers. By me. I work pro-bono.
