When you're talking about the professor's hometown in your college class, you better not say something bad about it, lest your classmates let you have it. I made this mistake once when saying Detroit was not as desirable as, perhaps, Malibu Beach in Los Angeles might be to live in; I've been to NEITHER of those places, it was an error of both omission and comission to be talking about things that I had no grasp of outside of ideas that other people's experiences formed.
Chris Webber was a hot mess in the NBA; he had an ill-fated, poor fit run with the Pistons where he probably had to relive that national championship phantom-time-out again and again; U of M fans in AA are just constantly disappointed by their also-ran status most of the time (College Football's Ohio State-Michigan rivalry is pretty fucking annoying for people in said states that don't want to swim in a sea of red, black, blue and gold all day everyday). Anyone with a heart cheered their asses off for the Kings of the early 2000's; there was a kind of grace to the game that was played by a squad where Webber was considered the epicenter of the offense. That Philly trade, several mediocre big men in the form of a, then, expendable Corliss Williamson (a force to be reckoned with in College Basketball, 6th man of the year in DETROIT of all places), Kenny Thomas (the pride of New Mexico until Danny Granger began blossoming) and
So, DOMINICANO (pronounced loudly) Charles Villanueva and Ben Gordon have signed some nice contracts. Austin Daye gets no love from anyone; he's not Adam Morrison, who crazed white men loved openly in the media.
Remember that time Tracy Mcgrady guaranteed a win in what looked like, looking back on it, his best chance at exiting the first round of playoffs a winner? That was against a Detroit squad who was the #1 seed, the Magic were a lowly 8th, but up 3-1, before succumbing to the Eastern Conference Finals mainstay squad with Ben Wallace playing defense in a way that made for silly video game abilities (more, later, on how video games might be perpetuating this culture of righteous individualism, and how this is almost worse than the commodification of all things, namely the belief in the self). Head Coach of that Orlando Squad; not Brian Hill, that's right it was a not quite ready for primetime ubuntu Doc Rivers, looking forever youuuuuuung. Back to Brian Hill, he's the last guy at the end of the bench for first time head coach John Kuester, who is, in fact, dead; correction: John Hughes is dead.
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Useless article that actually talks about Brian Hill
HIghlights:
Hill’s coaching career includes high school as well as 17 years at the collegiate level. He was the head coach at Lehigh for eight seasons and held assistant coaching positions at Montclair State, Lehigh and Penn State. He got his NBA coaching start in 1986, serving as an assistant to Mike Fratello with the Atlanta Hawks.
“We are pleased to welcome Brian Hill as an assistant coach for the Detroit Pistons,” said Dumars. “Brian has vast NBA experience as both a head coach and assistant coach and he will help our coaching staff and players in a variety of ways.”
Joe Dumars is fat. Isiah Thomas is employed anew.
Fuck Detroit.
