2009/09/01

WhoSE THE LAST GUY ON the End of Your Bench?: Indiana Pacers

The Frying Dutchman is a fictional establishment run by the Captain in the Simpsons, the neon sign would be enough to win most people over, but the buffet spread inside takes the whole thing from ashy to classy faster than a quiet storm of shea's butter. The Dunking Dutchman, Rik Smits, was one of the better Centers in the Eastern Conference on a number of consistently competitive Pacer squads full of players you don't remember outside of Spike Lee muse/horrible cuckold-creating TNT NBA commentator Reggie Miller. The closest thing the current squad has to Marist college's finest these days is Roy Hibbert; the 7-2 big man whose presence is so plodding that I actually thought he'd been in the league for three years. This is supposedly ironic, because this season under the helm of Larry Bird/Jim O'Brien we get to witness the Arnold Palmer (1/2 & 1/2) of nba rosters.

Tyler Hansbrough, Travis Diener, Troy Murphy, Josh McRoberts, Mike Dunleavy AND Jeff Foster are all white, at least two of these clowns will be starters (Pacer fans might note that Murphy is kind of a double-double machine, and that Hansbrough will somehow transcend his impressive college days by refining the seemingly non-existant skill set that he put on display for 4 years at UNC) Down at the Eastern Shore of Maryland, I came across a gas station/beer markt called Dr. Unk; people these days...

I guess I could talk about the rest of the squad; Brandon Rush (why does he look so different than older brother Kareem?), the aforementioned Hibbert, All-Star Danny Granger (who apparently, recently learned to dribble with his head up!), and all the others, but let's get down to the nitty-gritty here.

JAY DEFRUSCIO, come on down.


IT STINKS ('94 real shit y'all)




highlights (for kids):

The 46-year-old (11/4/60) DeFruscio is a native of Drexel Hill, Pa., and earned a degree in Economics from Ursinus College. He was a four-year letter winner at Ursinus while playing in the Division III Final Four in 1981 and Elite Eight in 1982. He is a member of the Ursinus College Athletic Hall of Fame.

He has a son named Hooter, yikes.

2009/08/31

WhoSE THE LAST GUY ON the End of Your Bench?: Milwaukee Bucks

The Good Land.

Wisconsin.

Ensconced in a world of fatty corpuscles.

Adrian Griffin retired from the court, but the gravity of his situation prevents him from leaving the bench, where you could most easily find him over these last 12 years or so. When one thinks of Seton Hall and the last name Griffin, it would be easy to think of the late great Eddie. Worry not, as Scott Skiles has brought on the decent-career defender to shore up a roster that saw some decent overhauling by moving Ricardo Jefferson's contract. Ramon Sessions' summer time show has been brutally boring. Andrew Bogut may have a career year. Brandon Jennings is the subject of far too much speculation; let the kids play. Charlie Villanueva and his alopecia have run off to the home of house music. Charlie Bell is still around. Michael Redd ought to feel damn disrespected by how everyone in the known baskebtallblogouniverse openly decries his expendability as a max-contract type of guy.

The singer not the song.

Fuck Alice Cooper.

2009/08/28

WhoSE THE LAST GUY ON the End of Your Bench?: Los Angeles Clippers

Clipper (Pronounced with an emphasis on the 'e', like you're puertoriqueño) is either a useful, but aggravating brand of lighters, a small ship, or Baron Davis/Eric Gordon's lovechild, also known as Gary Shandling:



Jeffrey Tambour, whooowhoooo. So, los clipper, have some things going on, on paper; namely Chris Kaman and Marcus Camby. I do my best to not discuss U of Oklahoma alumni outside of the Biggest Mexican, my hero, Eduardo Najera (self-imposed idiocy aside, Blake Griffin is not that good, rather, college basketball is pretty piss-poor in comparison to the level of competition the Western Conference's Pacific Division has to offer). We all know quite well how Mike Dunleavy pisses off the season-ticket holders, even if said ticket holders are kind of douches about it. Who else is out there, exile in the Staples Center?

You guessed it; FRED VINSON; aka sweaty freddy (I just made that up)



Lamond Murray sighting!

Highlights (for kids):
Rounding out the coaching staff is Fred Vinson, who begins his first season as an assistant coach on Dunleavy’s staff. Vinson’s primary responsibility in his additional role as Director of Player Programs will be to serve as a mentor to the Clippers’ younger players and to ease their transition to life in the NBA. Vinson served as a player development consultant for the Clippers during the 2007-08 season.
On the court, Vinson played parts of the 1994-95 and 1999-00 season with the Atlanta Hawks and Seattle Supersonics, tallying career averages of 1.3 points and 5.2 minutes per game. Vinson also averaged 3.3 points per game for the Clippers during the 2005-06 NBA preseason. A 6’4” guard out of Georgia Tech, Vinson also helped win the 2002-03 CBA Championship as a member of current LMU and former Portland Trailblazer coach Bill Bayno’s Yakima Sun Kings. Vinson also gained experience abroad, playing professionally with SLUC Nancy in Nancy, France during the 2003-04 season.

2009/08/27

WHOSE THE LAST GUY ON the End of Your Bench?: Golden State Warriors

Don Nelson:Sidney Moncrief::David Berri:Bethlehem Shoals?

The Warriors are loved; they are the baby of the family. Has there ever been so many light-skinned black men on a single NBA team? How better could a group of guys fit the need for a place like the 'yay' area? Stephen Curry's pre-draft D'antoni pandering aside, there's so many different reasons to get excited for this group of individuals.

How about Andres Biedrins? What about Stephen Jackson's recently exhumed corpse? How about a team that helps keep people from a San Jose news-outlet employed in times like these? Most importantly, who's at the end of their bench?



Larry Harris? That's right, former Bucks GM himself; read more here.

STEPHEN & LARRY sons of Del'sl; FASCINATING!

2009/08/25

Who's the last guy on the end of your bench?: Detroit Pistons

Don't you dare.

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 Tyrone Hill's rotting corpse Correction:Brian Skinner (The cowardly lion of this crew of fantasy cum dumpster power forwards/centers); also included in the deal were a then underdeveloped Matt Barnes (Fresh out of UCLA where he was nice alongside Steve Lavin, Jason Kapono and probably Dan Gadzuric) and MICHAEL BRADLEY?!?!?!?!

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.

His Picture
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.

2009/08/18

Horace Silver

Horace Silver is a motherfucker! Seriously the guy is unstoppable. The Bop was hard; Searching for the 27th man;


Buddy Guy (Hoochie Coochie Man) [RJD2 uses a version of the song, not this singer's version, in "Good Times Roll Pt. II"]

2009/08/17

Assholes

Enough! ENOUGH! too much time wasting.

Bill Cosby doesn't thrill me all the time, but he's only a man. He has been prolific, yes, he has. Listen to a recording credited to him and his band;
Bass - Darryl Clayborn* , Monk Montgomery , Ron Johnson (4)
Congas - Big Black (2)
Drums - Stix Hooper* , Jimmy Smith (3) , Ndugu* , Paul Humphrey
Guitar - Arthur Adams , David Sprattling , Freddie Robinson , Mel Brown
Organ - Stu Gardner
Piano - Gildo Mahones , Walter Bishop*
Saxophone - Bobby Jones (2) , Joe Henderson , Rudy Johnson (2)
Timbales - Willie Bobo
Trombone - George Bohanon
Written-By, Producer - Bill Cosby

AQUÍ BB

2009/08/14

Who's the last guy on the end of your bench?: Denver Nuggets

TIM GRGURICH, fucking cool name. What's his deal? More importantly, what are the Nuggos gonna be doing in a post-Kleiza world where some other son of a gun comes in and takes some ill advised shots while occasionally going off for 40 points? You certainly don't expect such future fireworks from one Anthony Carter. The ghost of Eduardo Najara lingers, actually that's the scent of his man musk (Blake Griffin's ridiculous couple of seasons at Oklahoma were fueled by that untraceable testosterone boost known as Najara). MASON AND DIXON by Thomas Pynchon is really so excellent; if Carmelo and Billups can keep building on their unlikely adventure through this NBA age of reason, they might just have an 800+ page period piece of a season on their hands.



Can't embed every video I wanna watch here on the blog; WILLIAM RYBAK this is for you!THE LIFE

highlights:

The Trail Blazers also won a division crown with Grgurich on staff in ’98-99 and reached the Western Conference Finals twice.

Grgurich spent 12 years as an assistant coach under Jerry Tarkanian at the University of Nevada-Las Vegas, preparing emerging NBA standouts such as Larry Johnson, Stacey Augmon, Greg Anthony, Armen Gilliam and Sidney Green. The Runnin’ Rebels won the 1990 NCAA Championship and made three Final Four appearances while he was part of the program.

2009/08/13

who's the last guy on the end of your bench?: Washington Wizards

ZIF is putting up great posts. FRACTALS, our first demo is ready for public consumption.



FRACTALS (EPONYMOUS)

Wes Unseld's seed! making moves, not unlike the boys in the band in Wicomico County, Maryland. Gilbert Arenas is supposedly back and better than ever; I guarantee the WIZ make the playoffs, I also make a promise to attend at least one NBA game this season (here's hoping I get a glimpse of Dirk against Darko)

Highlights:
In his tenth year as a member of the Wizards organization, Wes Unseld Jr. is in his second season as Assistant Coach.
Just four days after his graduation from The Johns Hopkins University in 1997, Unseld began his career in scouting, with both professional and collegiate responsibilities to the Wizards organization. Promoted to advance scout in his first season, the thirty-one-year-old Unseld has reached a decade of service in Washington.
In addition to his nine-year tenure as Advance Pro Scout for the Wizards, Unseld also spent three seasons as an advance scout for the WNBA’s Washington Mystics (1998-2000). In 1998, he spent part of the season serving as Assistant Coach for the Mystics.

2009/07/27

Who's the last guy on the end of your bench?: Miami Heat

Oh shit! The Future Folk Fest was a resounding success. Things are starting to really take shape and form. I gained the greatest backwards asset that I'd never think I'd stumble across in a thousand years; beautiful.

So, Dwayne Wade is making open overtures to get Lamar Odom back in a Heat uniform. Did you know LO has his own record label?

Anyhoo, someone's gotta be workin' with the youngin's down in South Florida; I imagine someone has to play "bag-o gnome" and steal the stash that Beasley and Chalmers try to sneak on to buses. So, get to know David Fizdale!


highlights:
He began his professional career assisting in the HEAT’s video room during the 1997-98 season. Among his responsibilities in his new role, Fizdale will be assisting in the areas of player development, scouting, game preparation and other duties assigned by Head Coach Erik Spolestra.

A Los Angeles native, Fizdale earned a bachelor’s degree in communications and a minor in sociology from San Diego in 1996. He is single and currently resides in Miami.

2009/07/24

Friendship


Oh shit, Max is in the news up in Block Island.


I started writing for a nice blog based out of LA; Zebraisfood. There is so much to explore on the website, it feels good to be part of something that feels headed in the right direction.

2009/07/22

Who's the last guy on the end of your bench?: Los Angeles Lakers

OK!

BAck in the States! Great!

What to do? Fractals based organization techniques abound!

How about the NBA champion LA Lakers? Whose holding it down on that bench, toiling in obscurity to get things done?


FRANK HAMBLEN! His Nba.com profile is intriguingly threadbare (aka blank). Here's some facts from the ol' Wikipedia;

Frank Hamblen is a National Basketball Association (NBA) coach and scout, and a former college basketball player at Syracuse University. He has served as an interim head coach for two different teams; for the Milwaukee Bucks in 1992 and the Los Angeles Lakers in 2005. He also has served as an assistant coach on numerous successful NBA teams and currently is an assistant coach for the Lakers.

Fun.

2009/07/13

Who's the last guy on the end of your bench?: Boston Celtics

According to a highly reliable source, Newbury St. in Boston, Mass. is full of asshole tourists.

Tom Thibodeau, is not an asshole.

Generally regarded as the best mind in the nba to never have become a full-fledged head coach, Thibodeau lied in relative obscurity despite his teams always performing incredibly well on the defensive end. His name comes up on the endless coaching carousel of la liga whenever a vacancy arises, he's always a finalist, but never gets the job. This reminds me of my own intramural basketball career; fucking pathetic.

anyways, he's not really photogenic.



Ubuntu? Desmobd Tutu? Vicar in a Tutu? Two plus Two = Two plus Two.

Who's the last guy on the end of your bench?: OKLAHOMA CITY THUNDER!!!!!

Welcome to Thunderdome; why an oral-sex-centric documentary was never produced concerning such a thing confounds me to no end.

One time I made up a rumor that an extremely physically imposing woman's tennis player at Oberlin gave a rim job to a relief pitcher on the baseball team and in exultation he screamed, "CHOCOLATE THUNDER"; it became a rallying cry of sorts for about 10 days between myself and maybe two other people. Also, Jaeger Bombs.

What about the OKC Thunda?!?!?! They didn't get that top pick in the draft; oh, the highly coveted athletic power forward who can shoot 15 footers...instead they got James Harden, who threw down a tremendous in game dunk in the summer league the other day that had me screaming Chocolate Thunder all over again.

So, who's the last dingleberry on the ass hairs of the nba? GIVE IT UP FOR RON ADAMS! ( I too was surprised that the answer was not Robert Swift, WHITE PEOPLE!)



Highlights:
began his coaching career as an assistant coach at his alma mater, Fresno Pacific University in 1969 and was promoted to head coach in 1972 … Adams also had assistant coaching stints at U.S. International, University of Cal-Santa Barbara, Fresno State University and University of Nevada-Las Vegas … was head coach at Fresno State during a second tour of duty from 1986-90 … has coached professional basketball in Belgium, consulted and coached with the Canadian National basketball program, two Japanese professional basketball clubs and the Belgian Basketball Federation … graduated with a degree in History and Political Science from Fresno Pacific University in 1969 and received a master’s degree in Physical Education from Fresno State in 1974 …

KRIS KRISTOFFERSON



I neeeeed one.

2009/07/12

Who's the last guy on the end of your bench?: Portland Trailblazers

Anyone who reads this blog (Taka, Sam, Max, Avis, Sweet P [fair, unbiased coverage, even for my republican countrymen; this is what it's all about, I'll even link his blog right here!] and that's probably it, unless Harry Hirsch likes the NBA more than he led on, knows that Benicio Del Toro wore a Blazers shirt on the Colbert Report a little while back; I wrote Henry Abbot of TrueHoop an email about it, even seeing it a day late he didn't put it up until the day after receiving my email, but I got 0 love on the post, which led me to believe that I am not a unique butterfly/gumshoe/shoegazer/cumdumpster. I am another spoiled, northeastern, liberal fucking around on the internet, trying to figure out why my brain was wired to type the words as they appear on the screen. Having no experience in programming, only minimal html code that I've actually learned only recently, I'm wondering why things gotta be the way they are, but it requires an understanding of the intuitive logic that goes in to programming. I'm gonna leave further commentary on that to Nick Knight and his soon to be, eventually that is, PHD from Berkeley for Comp. Sci.

The Colbert ReportMon - Thurs 11:30pm / 10:30c
Benicio Del Toro
www.colbertnation.com
Colbert Report Full EpisodesPolitical HumorJeff Goldblum


HEY! I'm not the only one making mistakes/baring my soul in such indignant fashion. Wha' happened to this bio on NBA.com describing current Blazer assistant coach Joe Prunty; maybe the worst basketball name I've ever read out loud to a German person.

Jai alai (t) s [all non-blazer facts]:

He joined the Spurs in the summer of 1996 as assistant video coordinator. He was named an assistant coach at the University of San Diego in April of 1997. Prior to the start of the 1997-98 season, he returned to San Antonio as the Spurs video coordinator and was promoted to assistant coach/video coordinator during the summer of 2000.

Then in 2002-03, he was promoted to advance scout/assistant coach. For the last two summers, he has coached the Mavericks Summer League team (at the Rocky Mountain Revue in Salt Lake City in 2006 and the Vegas Summer League in Las Vegas in 2005).

In the six summers prior, he served as either a head coach or an assistant coach for the Spurs summer league squads in Boston and Salt Lake City. He has also worked a wide variety of summer camps including ABCD camp, Superstars, Pepperdine University and University of San Diego.

Panty Liners!

Who's the last guy on the end of your bench?: New York Knicks

CHRIS BROUSSARD; you have a face for the internet age! OBERLIN ALUMS IN ACTION! (inaction?) Where's George Smith at?

What does this have to do with the NY KNicks? Well, for one thing, señor Broussard (whose picture up in the main stacks part of WOBC is fucking hilarious) sez that David Lee is not gonna get a contract offer from anyone, but the Knickerbockers. Same goes for WORLD CHAMPEEEN Lamar 'Lazarus' Odom with his LA County Lakers.

The knicks are gonna run again; they play for Mike D'Antoni, it's a given. Poor Chris Duhon's back couldn't handle it; Y'all questioning Steve Nash's durability again? I'm so fucking sick and tired of reading about these asterisk the mvp seasons of Nash over stat inflation. They will be cited as evidence towards a trend that was ushered in by some pretty incredible PG's; Nash's ascendance coincided the rise of young Chris Paul from cockknocker (Was Julius Hodge ever the same after that? Oh wait, maybe getting shot in his car was a bit more traumatic on his 'road to hope') to knockin at the gates.

Did you know Mike D'Antoni has a brother named Dan? Dan D'Antoni, ugh, well if y'all were hip to Jack Macculum's brilliant little log of what came to pass for the suns back in the dawn of the SSOL era, you'd know that D'an (easier shorthand, I'm sick of writing this last name; is it ironic that it took more effort to type the explanation? I HATE irony.) speaks Portugese, which was incredibly helpful in coddling (developing), mercurial guard Diana Taurasi Leandro Barbosa. What does that mean for the Madison Square Garden Dolanite Dolemites who run and gun and stun but never do quite enough to beat out Bosh and his dinosaurs (that goes double for Hedo) for Atlantic Division also-ran status.

SO GET TO KNOW D'AN!

Highlights:

Prior to joining the Suns in 2005, D’Antoni accumulated over 500 wins as head coach of Socastee HS in Myrtle Beach, SC, a position he had held for three decades beginning in 1975. Dan is also the founder of the Beach Ball Classic, the prestigious South Carolina high school Christmas basketball tournament that has showcased the likes of Kevin Garnett, Kobe Bryant, Jason Kidd, Vince Carter, Grant Hill, Rasheed Wallace and Raymond Felton. The Classic - which began as an eight-team affair in 1981 - has evolved into a 16-team national competition, with a women’s tournament added in 1998.

Word has it a young Jason Kidd could actually dunk!



RICHARD MANUEL

Yes, I have heroes. No, I don't think covering David Bowie is part of that solution; Is TV on the Radio the next Wallflowers?

At least it's for a good cause; if you believe in good causes to give money for.

I had always assumed vocalist/pianist/drummer/all-around good dude Richard Manuel had died from his liver exploding; rumors abounded that leading up to this death he'd developed the habit of drinking 6 bottles of Gran Marnier a day. For anyone who's never tasted that syrupy orange devil, go get a pricey glass of that shit at your favorite dive and pour one down the gullet for an all-time great.

UPDATE: WHAT THE FUCK? It all makes sense now.




CLEVER ADVERTISING IS KING!


So, let's find out what the fuck happened (of course we consult the original patty melt, allmusic.com, for answers)

In a group remembered for their vocal talent, the late Richard Manuel was often seen as the lead singer. His is the first voice you hear on the Band's legendary debut album, Music From Big Pink, a rich baritone so soulful and charged with pathos it's hard to believe it could come from the frail Canadian. His is also the last voice heard on that album, a lonesome, quavering falsetto on Bob Dylan's "I Shall Be Released" that raises the hair on the back of the listener's neck. Sadly, Manuel hanged himself in a motel room in Florida on March 4, 1986.

Manuel, the son of a Stratford, Ontario, mechanic, developed his vocal ability as a youth in the Baptist church choir. He grew up listening to country music, eventually discovering R&B, which would become a huge influence. (His voice would garner frequent comparisons to Ray Charles.) Manuel was the fourth future member of the Band to join the Hawks. In 1961, Levon Helm was the drummer for the Hawks and Robbie Robertson was on bass. Soon, however, Robertson took over as lead guitarist and Rick Danko was added as the new bass player. When Stan Szelest left the group that year, Richard Manuel was brought in as the piano player.

Throughout the legendary career of the Band, Manuel was troubled by drug and alcohol problems. It was only a few years after the Band had reunited in the '80s (without Robertson) -- and during an endless tour of much smaller clubs than the group was accustomed to -- that Manuel committed suicide. No other singer in the group was as admired, however. Even musical giants such as Eric Clapton (who has made no secret of his fascination with Manuel) were in awe of his vocal ability. Clapton would go on to record a tribute to Manuel, "Holy Mother," on his 1986 album August. Ex-bandmate Robbie Robertson would also eulogize Manuel on his 1987 solo debut with "Fallen Angel." Richard Manuel's grave is at the Avondale cemetery in Stratford, Ontario.


Yes, this worries me that he's a hero of mine.

the drug war

Mexico is raw as fuck.

War on Drugs? Whose drawing up these battle lines? One of the most interesting things to me so far about Leo Tolstóy's WAR AND PEACE is his usage of maps; something that Jorge Luis Borges, Thomas Pynchon and other names that I drop as to raise your opinion of my literary savvy, have touched upon.