On Halloween night the best of the beasts of the NBA got all dressed up like comic-con cosplay. Trick or treat. You really feared the beard of Houston Rockets reigning MVP James Harden, who put a Bane mask over his facial fuzz one. Whilst who else could Klay Thompson come as after breaking Steph Curry’s fresh hot three-point record with 14 in his 52 point game than Will Ferrell’s Jackie Moon of the Flint Tropics from ‘Semi-Pro’? Los Angeles Laker LeBron James also got his ski-mask game on as Jason Voorhees. Whilst Lonzo donned the Batman cowl and ever stylish teammate Josh Hart even came as Dwight Schrute from ‘The Office’. File that one away.
But it was Derrick Rose who really shocked the NBA playing like a man possessed in the Timberwolves 128-125 win over the Utah Jazz. It was a thriller night. And Derrick did it all without wearing a mask.
The costumed drama night felt like nostalgia. It felt like old times. And it wasn’t because the Timberwolves were back to rocking those black and tree pin-stripe throwbacks from the big ticket K.G. days. As a hair blown out D-Rose looked like he was sitting on Sprewell’s. A day before unveiling their new Minnesota Prince inspired purple ‘City Edition’ Nike jerseys set to reign forever like RM of BTS. Even if it did feel like the early 2000’s. All the way down to Will Smith’s Instagram post a day later with Martin Lawrence officially announcing that ‘Bad Boys 3’ is a go. What you gonna do?
But the only thing that everyone in the NBA from a former Cavalier teammate King to Kobe were talking about more than those ‘Bad Boys’ from Miami not Detroit was the “ride together, die together”, passion performance Rose put on for his new organization, franchise and city. The 2011 Most Valuable Player, back then set to take the torch from G.O.A.T. Michael Jordan for the Chicago Bulls stepped in the rejuvenation machine. Stepping it up in the absence of Jeff Teague and the Butler he did it. Becoming the renaissance man, number 25 had a new career-high of a half century 50 points. To go along with 4 rebounds, 6 assists, 2 steals and one big block on the Jazz’s Dante Exum to concrete seal the game. As this kiss from a Rose was all she wrote.
“I worked my ass off man” Derrick told the sideline reporter post-game as he was drenched in a Gatorade towel and a thousand tears seemingly sourced from so many years of pain. Taking flight his red eyes burnt like champagne as he was embraced post-game and then locker-room mobbed with purifying euphoria water like it was Game 7. And it may as well have been as Derrick has come along way from the injury’s that crippled what could still be a Hall of Fame classic career for the Chi-town legend looking to change the course of the Basketball God’s plan like the Windy City. As there wasn’t a dry eye in the Minneapolis house for the Rose that grew from all that concrete.
A Rose by any other name is still a rose.
And as this wolf was unleashed for the Timberwolves with Predator dreads that he let down like crawling Tarantula legs, Rose did more than just bloom for a one hit game wonder. He may have had the game ball, but carrying a medicine one on his team’s road trip flight the next day you could even call it a comeback. He’s putting in work for it. Finding his rhythm and his shot. As Rose rose for one play down court we all saw him stop on a dime and fake a sleight of hand pass before putting the play away himself. It’s the kind of Point Guard treat of a trick skill that gives guys handles like Magic. Don’t look now but Derrick Rose is pulling more than white rabbits out his hat. They ain’t got s### on the guy nicknamed Pooh.
Hat’s off to a real legend whose still got it. Let’s celebrate the tenacity of these damaged petals willing to reach for the sun. Showing no matter who doubts you you can still come up smelling of roses so long as your heart doesn’t wilt.
And in recording half a Chamberlain it’s all engraved in concrete now.
Lakers Finally Get Anthony Davis. But At What Cost?
Like a rat crawling over some controls and releasing Scott Lang from the Quantum Realm in this Endgame, just like that the Lakers have their Ant-Man. And it’s an avenging, giant, levelling up move.
Anthony Davis is finally a Los Angeles Laker.
Still I hate to piss on this parade and sound like Morgan Freeman in ‘The Dark Knight’, but at what cost?
Well to be specific here’s the receipt.
Lonzo Ball (bad move).
Brandon Ingram (okay we expected that, but still).
Josh Hart (what?!).
The fourth pick in this weekends draft (or should we say Cam Reddish).
And a load of other picks over the next few seasons. Or should we say a couple of Jordan Clarkson’s and Larry Nance Jr.’s.
Well at least they got to keep Kyle Kuzma for a formidable frontcourt that might be the new, next big three.
But the young core and that keep the hash-tag campaign is officially the casualty of this trade bait like the jobs of Magic and Dell Demps, that’s been fish on the line dangling for longer than that Kawhi Leonard rim rattling shot against the Sixers.
Rob Pelinka’s a beast…and not in a good way.
We will say it again. That clip of Rob Pelinka claiming he set up a meet between Kobe Bryant ans Heath Ledger after Mamba watched ‘The Dark Knight’ is beyond messed up. We all know Heath passed away before the film even came out. Don’t disrespect the dead. Can’t buy character. But can sell your integrity.
That’s who you are dealing with Lake Show.
Hollywood’s Rob Lowe would have been better.
Let’s see who you’re not dealing with anymore.
D’Angelo Russell, Julius Randle, Jordan Clarkson, Larry Nance Jr., Ivica Zubac, Thomas Bryant, Lonzo Ball, Brandon Ingram, Josh Hart.
Is that everyone?
What you wanted more?
All the years all the young guns with plenty more calenders left in their clips. All gone.
And they didn’t even ask for Julius Randle back as part of the trade kicker.
But look to him staying in New Orleans now with Ball, Ingram, Hart and whoever else would have ended up in Los Angeles with that luck of the lottery fourth ball. And the Pelicans about to fly with the road to Zion looking like the closest thing to what would have been the young Lake Show for the future Mardi Gras in Crescent City.
Don’t write off NOLA it’s all about to go down smooth in the Big Easy.
But after months of speculation, social media tweets and articles I rest my case, I’ll say no more. But you know how it is.
On the bright side in sunny California…Anthony f##### Davis.
The Lakers finally have their man. And next to LeBron the most dynamic duo since Shaq and Kobe…sorry Pau. It could be Finals…it’s at least playoffs.
Now it’s time to put another great core together.
Kemba? Three Kings?
Kyrie? Kevin? Kawhi?
Cue that laugh…hey we all have dreams in Hollywood.
Free agents will be more likely to join the ‘Space Jam’ show now too, but whoever LeBronland casts like throwing up movies off your phone on to your T.V. it’s a whole new world in L.A. now the Genie (or Jeanie) has finally granted their wish.
But how about two more Aladdin? On the spirit of Robin Williams help us Will Smith!
Then that will make up for all the young princes they’ve lost for one King.
As of right now like Swiss, this team has more holes than “fashionable” hipster t-shirts on Rodeo. There’s no starting point for one. And not having Lonzo ball out on the tutoring of both legendary super sub Rajon Rondo and the fellow pure point Basketball I.Q. of new assistant coach Jason Kidd is a real shame. Like losing a pure scorer like Ingram (or *clears throat* D-Lo). Or the best role player the Lakers have ever had since the days of Horry, Fox and Fisher in Josh Hart. Not to mention whoever would have come next starting this weekend.
All for a guy who was going to come to us next Summer anyway and in these changing player power times could still walk away next season anyway.
All for nothing?
I guess the Lakers looked at Leonard winning it all with Toronto and thought it was all worth it.
But at least it’s all done. It’s over now. And for now Anthony Davis in that Glen Rice 41 is the next big man great in the legendary Laker lineage of Mikan, Wilt, Kareem, Shaq and Pau.
Just don’t Andrew Bynum or Dwight Howard this up.
Rich Paul for MVP.
That’s all folks!
The Six In 6. Toronto Become First Canadian NBA Champions
They the North did it.
Last night in the Bay the 6 got turned upside down with no need for a seven right now. As Drake’s really big team got some really big rings.
And with a 114-110 win in Oakland against the Golden State Warriors for Game 6 of the NBA Finals. After almost a quarter century the Toronto Raptors became the first franchise outside of the United States to win the National Basketball Association finals to make history and become Canadian champions.
And in their Canuck colours pointing to the North from California with the gold, these red and whites flying the flag in the U.S. did it for all of us as they truly changed the game.
It started with an expansion 24 years ago in Toronto. Alongside the Vancouver Grizzlies. It ended with them being the sole franchise outside of America in the NBA as former Memphis Grizzlies center Marc Gasol joined another former gritted Grizz in the form of his big brother Pau Gasol to be the first siblings in hoops history to be NBA champions.
It started with throwback cousins Vince Carter and Tracy McGrady in Dino unis, throwing it up and putting it down. Bringing the Air to the Air Canada Center. It ended like Vinsanity in the 2000 Slam Dunk Contest for a new millennium. Looking at the camera after honey dipping and putting it through the legs, telling us emphatically with cutting hand gestures, “it’s over”.
This is for him. Mac. Mighty Mouse. The Camby Man. The Junkyard Dog. Iron Man, Mo Pete. Chris Bosh.
You know it’s for DeMar DeRozan too especially.
Kyle Lowry (what more can you say with 26, 7 and 10 leading the way?). Gasol. Siakam (G-League to big league champ). VanVleet. Ibaka. Lin. And of course quite possibly now the greatest player in the world right now and Finals MVP (joining Kareem and the King as the only Most Valuable Finals Player with multiple teams), sinking that last free throw as epic as his around the world and a day buzzer beater against the Sixers in the six, Kawhi Leonard.
Nick Nurse the architect. And of course another one, James Naismith. This game was invented by Canadians, played by Canadians and like the first ever game in NBA history, this victory belongs to Canadians.
Drake. Real superfan Nav Bhatia and the Canadian coffee house company Tim Hortons raising a cup to him commercial tribute. Everyone in Jurassic Park roaring like T-Rexes for these Raptors and of course all of you. Truly bringing the buzz to basketball.
This if for the real Warriors too. Five straight finals for the first time in a half century, 50 years (love Commish Adam Silver’s lining tribute). The dynasty that is nowhere near dead as they fought to the end for their last look in the Oracle in those Town across the chest jerseys before moving from Golden State across the Golden Gate to a new era of dominance in the hilly streets of San Francisco (the next time we’ll see Toronto is in Tokyo, October for our very own NBA Japan), where that digitally developing skyline from those tram peak points is the limit. No matter who stays or goes in this Curry, Durant, Draymond and Klay juggernaut with guys like Igudola and Cousins relating too. This is for Kevin Durant (who we apologize to for every Canadian fan who cheered his injury in Game 5. Although Warrior fans cheered for an injured Kawhi back in the day too) who played to the pain as all heart he proved everyone wrong and did it all for his team. And true Warrior mode Klay Thompson who went down with a crippling injury too in this final game and came right back to the right kind of cheers. This superteam and one of the greatest in history is far from extinct.
But right now for the Toronto Raptors it’s Jurassic World and the Golden State Warriors for the last time, fallen kingdom.
And as the final horn called for the last game of the season all hands were kept high for the North who overcame all the cold to break the ice for the first championship. And the champagne no longer on ice tasted as good as these underdogs proving everyone wrong as they bit back.
I’m not crying…we’re all crying.
We the champions my friends and Canadian countrymen.
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