Saturday, May 30, 2015

The NBA's Bittersweet Fruit: The Number 2 Pick


I know you were probably expecting to see an action-packed, profanity-laced, gifs-galore, preview for the Finals matchup between the Golden State Warriors and the Cleveland Cavaliers. Curry vs. LeBron, Splash Bros. heat-checks vs. JR Smith’s heat-checks (aka every shot JR ever takes in his life), Andrew Bogut’s knee vs. Matthew Dellavedova. Are you ready for that preview?!

Are you ready for some shredded ACL's, mate?!?!

Well if you are, you’re about to be severely disappointed because I’m about to talk about some shit that happened a couple of weeks ago to teams you probably don’t care about. I’m talking about the NBA Draft Lottery, more specifically, the fact that the Los Angeles Lakers have the number 2 pick in this upcoming draft. This is great for Laker nation considering that a) This is the highest draft pick the Lakers have had since James Worthy fell into their lap with the number 1 pick b) The Lakers got to actually keep their pick because it fell within the top five. Had it gone higher than five then the pick would have gone to the Sixers c) There are two big men available that are considered “can’t miss” prospects in Karl-Anthony Towns and Jahlil Okafor.

As a Lakers fan, of course I was excited. The number 2 pick?! You mean we might actually be good again?! Sign me up! As I was getting giddy imagining what Okafor or Towns would look like next to a healthy Kobe and Julius Randle, I was brought back to reality quickly. And what was once a triumphant, Smell-What-The-Rock-Is-Cooking, fist in the air deteriorated to a Zach LaVine-esque face slam against the desk.
"Fuuuck me"--Actual Zach LaVine quote

If you look through NBA Draft History, the number 2 slot is cursed. Let’s take a look at the number 2 picks since 2000 so that you can see what I’m talking about. The number 1 pick in the draft is listed in parenthesis.

2000-Stromile Swift (Kenyon Martin)

People forget how much of a beast Kenyon Martin was, but nobody remembers Stromile Swift. I remember Stromile mostly because he was the less talented version of Martin. Both liked headbands and over-aggressive two-handed throw downs, but Martin helped Jason Kidd drag Byron Scott and the Nets to two consecutive NBA Finals. Swift ,on the other hand, played for 9 seasons, peaking in year two averaging 11.8 points and 6.8 rebounds per game. Of the 547 games he appeared in, he only started in 97 games. Does that sound like a number 2 pick to you?
 


Of course, it’s not completely the Grizzlies fault that they landed Stro. The best player in the draft ended up being Jamal Crawford, with Martin being the second best. The third best? Either Mike Miller or Hedo Turkoglu. The moral of the story, as always, is this draft was a dumpster fire and almost ruined the NBA. Moving on.

2001-Tyson Chandler (Kwame Brown)

Hey, that’s not bad at all if you’re making the second pick! Tyson Chandler ended being a Defensive Player of the Year and an NBA Champion with the Mavericks. Kwame Brown ended up smearing Michael Jordan’s reputation as an executive for the rest of eternity, which is astonishing because Jordan drafted Adam Morrison and somehow Kwame is still considered his biggest blunder. Kwame was allegedly terrified of catching the ball (but more likely he was just terrified of Kobe). Many would argue that Kwame is the biggest bust in NBA history.
"Can you not be terrible for at least five fucking seconds?!"--Likely actual Kobe Bryant quote

Not taking anything away from Chandler and the things he’s accomplished, but let’s not pretend that he was a gem or a game changing player. Especially when you consider that Pau Gasol (2x champion) was picked after Chandler, Tony Parker (4x champion and Finals MVP) was picked 28th, Gilbert Arenas (top flight talent before he thought he was in the Hit’em Up music video) was selected in the 2nd freaking round, and All-Stars/ champions Joe Johnson, Shane Battier, Jason Richardson, Zach Randolph, Gerald Wallace, and Richard Jefferson were all selected in the first round after Chandler. The moral of the story, as always, is that hindsight is a motherfucker.

2002- Jay Williams (Yao Ming)

Woof. How depressing is this? Here’s the story if you don’t know it: Both of these players had incredible potential to be Hall of Fame talents, only to have their careers derailed by injury. Yao Ming was a highly regarded, highly skilled, 7’6” center that saw his career cut short by multiple foot injuries. Williams, besides unfortunately sharing a name with a player that accidently murdered his limo driver, saw his career end after one season due to a horrific motorcycle accident.

This is worst case scenario if you’re making the second pick in the draft. While there were a number of notable players selected later in the draft (Amar’e Stoudemire, Nene, Caron Butler, Tayshaun Prince, Carlos Boozer, and of course Dan Dickau) Williams easily could have been that good. How good was Jay Will? He made you not hate Duke even though they had Mike Dunleavy (number 3 in this draft by the way) and Carlos Boozer. I’m getting depressed thinking about Yao and Jay Will, let’s move on.


2003- Darko Milicic (LeBron James)


Depending on who you ask, the 2003 draft class is up there with the 1984 and 1996 classes as the best draft ever. It’s rightfully deserved when your draft features LeBron James, Carmelo Anthony, Dwyane Wade, and Chris Bosh in the top five. This draft also had David West, Boris Diaw, and Kyle Korver, amongst many other recognizable rotation players.
 
Buckle up, folks.

*Stephen A. Smith voice* SO HOW, IN THE HELL, DO YOU DRAFT, DARKO MILICIC, DARKO!! MILICIC!!! SECOND, OVERALL, WHEN YOU HAVE A DWYANE WADE. A CHRIS BOSH. A CAR, MELO, AN,THONY. ON THE BOARD. AND YOU TAKE DARKO MILICIC??!? THAT’S BLASPHEMY!!

Average basketball blog reader, do you know who Darko Milicic is? You probably do because you know he’s one of the biggest busts ever. But could you pick him out of a lineup? Probably not. If you’re curious what team he plays for now, you won’t find him on a roster. Now he’s a kick boxer. Yeah, I’m not trying to have the number 2 pick for the Lakers reenacting Bloodsport 10 years from now.

Hint: he's the taller one

The cruel irony is that Joe Dumars, who was GM of the Pistons at the time, managed to salvage this blunder of a draft pick by trading for Rasheed Wallace midway through 2004, which led to the Pistons winning the championship that year and appearing in the Eastern Conference Finals for like the next six years or something like that (it was actually only five but close enough). The moral of this story, as always, is to have a backup plan.

2004- Emeka Okafor (Dwight Howard)

Hey, you remember that one time where UCONN won the national championship and everyone, including myself, was like, “You should draft Okafor! He just won the championship and why would you draft a high schooler number 1 after the Kwame incident?”

"This motherfucker still has braces!!!"--Last words of a Magic intern right before he was fired

Well, the Magic weren’t having any of that nonsense, and they drafted Howard first overall. Naturally Charlotte, led by the infallible executive Michael Jordan, chose All-American (and scholastic genius) Emeka Okafor with the 2nd overall pick. It should be noted that this was the last year high schoolers were allowed to jump directly to the NBA. So people started to catch on that for every Bryant, McGrady, LeBron, and Garnett, there were a number of high schoolers that…sucked, horribly. However, Howard was that blue chip talent that was worth betting on, even if he didn’t attend college.
The moral of this story, as always, is if you have the number 1 pick, don’t listen to the idiots, follow your heart and fuck over the team with the 2nd pick.

2005- Marvin Williams (Andrew Bogut)
I don’t know what happened here. I really don’t. 2005 was the year I really started watching college basketball. I videotaped the Illinois vs. North Carolina title game and I watched said tape a mind boggling amount of times. Here’s the things I took away from that NCAA Tournament:

1)      Marvin Williams comes off the bench but the other Williams on UNC is way more useful than him

2)      That dude on Wake Forest, I think his name is Chris Paul? That guy is the truth.

That was it. So *ahem, braces self for another Stephen A. Smith voice*
SO WHY?! IN THE HELL?! IS THE SIXTH MAN! THE SIXTH! MAN!!!! OF THE COLLEGE BASKETBALL NATIONAL CHAMPION. SELECTED. SECOND! OVERALL!!! OVER A SHOE-IN-HALL-OF-FAMER CHRIS PAUL?!!! WHY ISN’T HE FIRST OVERALL, SKIP?!
 

"How the fuck should I know?!"

Deron Williams was also in that draft, selected 3rd overall actually ahead of Chris Paul. If you are a basketball fan and you feel like hating yourself for 10 minutes, just look at the lottery of this draft. I’m lost for words, just, lost.

The moral of the story, as always, is….something…
 

NACHOS?!?!

2006- LaMarcus Aldridge (Andrea Bargnani)

2007- Kevin Durant (Greg Oden)

Let’s group these two drafts together because they represent what I hope for the Lakers. These two drafts are similar to the historic 1984 draft. Casual blog reader, have you heard of Michael Jordan? Yes? Good. Can you guess, without looking it up, when he was drafted? Well, before you read this post, you probably assumed number one. But he was actually drafted third overall behind Hakeem Olajuwon (2x champion, Finals MVP, and regular season MVP), and Sam Bowie.

Portland fans, buckle up, because this section may cause you to commit suicide. I apologize in advance. In 1984, the Portland TrailBlazers had the number 2 pick and decided to draft injury-plagued big man, Sam Bowie, over the almost unanimous GOAT, Michael Jordan. In 2006, drunk off Dirk Nowitzki setting the league on fire, the Toronto Raptors selected Andrea Bargnani with the first overall pick over All-Stars LaMarcus Aldridge, Brandon Roy, Rajon Rondo, Kyle Lowry, and Paul Millsap. Through arguably the most cunning GMing I’ve ever seen, the Blazers landed Aldridge and Roy in that draft. It was gorgeous, until it blossomed to getting the number 1 pick of the 2007 draft. And then the ghost of 1984 resurfaced.


I admit that in 2007 I supported the Blazers decision to draft Greg Oden over Kevin Durant. The same Kevin Durant that became the youngest scoring champion ever and the same Greg Oden that played the equivalent of a full season in four years. One player is the second best player in the world, the other isn’t in the league anymore. While I don’t wish anything bad on the Timberwolves, whom haven’t had a worthwhile season in over a decade, this is what I hope happens for the Lakers. I pray that the second pick is actually the franchise player that Durant and Aldridge ended up being. I’ve said it once, and I’ll say it again, I hope the Lakers pick D’Angleo Russell with the number two pick, assuming that Karl-Anthony Towns is picked number one overall by the Wolves. It’s not that I hope the number one pick fails, I just want the best pick of the draft to fall number two, it rarely happens but it has happened before.

The moral of the story, as always, is hope that the other guy fucks up royally. Also, as my Dad always says, sometimes it’s better to be lucky than good.

2008- Michael Beasley (Derrick Rose)

The upcoming draft with Okafor and Towns as the headliners reminds a lot of the 2008 draft. Before Michael Beasley became a walking marijuana felony waiting to happen, he was considered a can’t miss force and legitimate option for the number 1 pick. On the other hand, you had a Calipari product in Derrick Rose that exploded on the scene after a breathtaking NCAA tournament performance. As we already know, Rose was drafted first and became the youngest MVP in history before God decided he was destined to be the next Penny Hardaway. While Beas has cleaned up his act and has found a second life in the NBA, he quickly found himself temporarily exiled from the league. With that said, it can’t be ignored that Beasley and Rose were considered equals coming into the draft, much like Okafor and Towns today.

Looking back on how things have played out, the 2008 draft was weird. If you remember correctly, the Thunder shocked everyone by choosing Russell Westbrook fourth overall, leaving Kevin Love to fall to fifth and to the Timberwolves. Clearly that gamble worked out for the Thunder, especially considering they grabbed Serge Ibaka at 24th. If you go back and look at the draft selections, you’ll be amazed at the number of lottery guys that became role players and the number of max contracts guys that went late in first round and even in the second round. The moral of the story, as always, is that nothing is guaranteed in the lottery, especially for the first three draft spots.

2009- Hasheem Thabeet (Blake Griffin)

Hey, remember the epic MVP race this season between James Harden and Steph Curry? They were both in this draft, with Harden third overall and Curry seventh, respectively. Hasheem Thabeet, a player that averaged 10 minutes per game, 2.2 points, and 2.7 rebounds per game for his five year career was picked before both of these guys.



Whiffing on Steph is understandable considering many doubted his frame would be durable enough for the NBA. Harden dominated the Pac-10 (was it still the Pac-10 back then? Yeah, I think it was) while playing for Arizona State and it was pretty clear that he was going to be a great scorer and beard grower someday. Meanwhile, anyone that watched college basketball or Uconn play could have told you that the 7’3” behemoth shutting down the lane was extremely one dimensional. Simple things, such as catching the ball and not standing in the key for 8 seconds, seemed much more difficult than it should be, especially for the supposed second best player in the draft. Thabeet did benefit from being athletic while freakishly tall, but as we now know, that, uh “skill set”, did not transfer well to the NBA.

While Towns and, especially, Okafor are much more polished offensively than Thabeet, the moral of the story, as always, is that big men are unpredictable as fuck. Draft the guard that annihilated everyone in college (read: D’Angelo Russell).

2010- Evan Turner (John Wall)

After Calipari’s first season in Lexington, he sent five players to the NBA draft. Those players were John Wall (1st), DeMarcus Cousins (5th), Patrick Patterson (14th), Eric Bledsoe (18th), and Daniel Orton (29th). Two of those guys are All-Stars and three of them are the faces of their franchises. This was the first wave of Kentucky stars that invaded the league and saw players blossom into either All-Stars or key rotation players.

Turner has already bounced his way around the league and is currently the king of “Most Maddeningly Inconsistent Player” alive. In college, he was a multi-dimensional guard that single-handily carried the Ohio State Buckeyes. Much like, oh shit…D’Angelo Russell…

The moral of the story, as always, is when in doubt, draft the Calipari kids.

2011- Derrick Williams (Kyrie Irving)

After coaching the Team USA World Championship and Olympic teams, Coach K decided to roll the dice on the new wave thinking “One and Done” movement in college basketball. Notorious for recruiting players that were committed for four full years, it took coaching the likes of Kobe, LeBron, and Wade, to convince Coach K to change his approach, which led to him recruiting Kyrie Irving. If you remember correctly, Kyrie missed a majority of the season with an injury only to come back in time to light up the tournament. Despite his performance, many felt that Arizona forward Derrick Williams was more proven and should be the number 1 pick.

I feel ridiculous even thinking about that now, but the argument was legit. It was actually eerily similar to the debate between Derrick Rose and Michael Beasley. What Williams and Beasley shared in common was the fact that they were “tweeners” that dominated in college. What I mean by that is they have the build of a small forward, but played like power forwards in college. In the pros, they are too small to play the power forward role but not polished enough on the perimeter to play the small forward spot (Draymond Green and the Golden States Warriors are laughing at that sentence right now, to which I say shut up, I’m trying to make a point). This is a big reason for why they haven’t lived up to their potentials as the number 2 overall pick. The moral of the story, as always, is avoid the tweeners and draft the One and Done player out of Duke.

2012- Michael Kidd-Gilchrist (Anthony Davis)

Sometimes this is just how the draft works. There’s the player that you really want, that’s obviously going to be the future, and he’s just barely out of your grasp. That’s what happened here. Every team in the league would have given their left nut to have Anthony Davis but thanks to David Stern rigging the lottery again incredible luck and beating the odds, the Pelicans were able to draft arguably the next great NBA superstar. The consolation prize ended up being Michael Kidd-Gilchrist playing for Michael Jordan and the Bobcats/ Hornets. Don’t get me wrong, I love MKG almost as much as anyone. He’s an awesome defender and a balls to the walls type of athlete. But holy shit, he cannot shoot at all. That’s never a good sign for the number 2 overall pick.
"So you're saying I shouldn't keep throwing these?"

Luckily, the only other All-Star in this draft was Damien Lillard (sixth overall), so it wasn’t like they missed out on a number of franchise changing guys. Although, they did miss out on Bradley Beal, Harrison Barnes, Andre Drummond, and Draymond Green, all of which will likely become All-Stars someday soon. So I guess the moral of the story, as always, is hope the other guy royally fucks up, and if that doesn’t work, at least make sure Michael Jordan isn’t running your team.
 


2013- Victor Oladipo (Anthony Bennett)

I seriously have no words for this draft. The moral of the story is make sure you drink enough to forget the 2013 draft.

Way ahead of ya

2014- Jabari Parker (Andrew Wiggins)

The jury is still out. I’m just saying, one player won Rookie of the Year, the other tore his ACL. Based on how this post has went, which player do you think tore his ACL? Exactly.

2015—TBD

As a fan, I have no choice but to hope, even though I have the ever-present dread of knowing Jim Buss runs my beloved team. With that said, the past 15 years, outside of a few instances, shows that the number 2 pick hasn’t worked out too well, to say the least. I want the Lakers to draft Russell, but at the end of the day, Okafor and/or Towns might end up becoming a franchise player after all. So who knows! The one thing I do know for sure, regarding the Lakers outlook on the draft, is that Kobe Bryant goes to bed every night reciting a prayer similar to Jonah Hill’s prayer in This is the End.

"God, can you please kill Jim Buss? That'd be so tight."



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Saturday, May 16, 2015

Finding the Next Great NBA Villain


Sports are awesome. Basketball is awesome. So are nachos, they are arguable one of the most awesome things out there. What makes sports awesome, besides aforementioned nachos, is the narratives of our heroes, the guys and girls we cheer for. Sometimes we take this hero worship over the top, but having the ability to attach ourselves to an athlete or a team and live vicariously through those accomplishments make sports what they are.

Or so I thought, because what makes sports really fun is rooting against another player or another team. It’s the one time in our everyday lives where we can take all the ill will and animosity we have towards someone else, our work, relationships, etc., and direct it onto someone else in a harmless way. It’s the only part of our lives where it is not only acceptable, but encouraged, to wish upon the downfall of another person. And since we are all secretly shitty individuals, we need this in our lives.

The NBA is in the midst of a crisis right now. After jettisoning one of the all-time scumbags, Donald Sterling, from the sport, the league suddenly doesn’t have that one person or team that we unanimously all hate. And that’s a problem, because what’s the point of sports if I can’t wish horrible things onto others to make myself feel better? Where can I turn to when I get the urge to yell at my TV that so and so is a snagle-toothed crack whore that steals from the Salvation Army?
 

Buckle up, Paul. It's about to be a long article for you

The NBA needs this villain to emerge. And with this blog, we may be able to find the one worthy of our unnecessary resentment. Let’s take a look at some of the NBA villains of the past and see who can live up to the precedents they set.

 
But first, I'm gonna need some nachos

The So Good They’re Nauseating AKA the LeBron Rule


Look, we as a society are a bunch of fucking haters. Thanks to Twitter, social media, messages boards, Hot Take TV shows and podcasts, and drunken basketball blogs such as this one, it’s easier than ever for us as fans to express our ire towards a player. Usually, the best players in the league get all the coverage and the praise. After a while, you can’t help but get sick and tired of the constant dick riding analyst perform on certain players, and before you know it you’re secretly wishing a snapped femur on that player.

Case in point, LeBron James. Bron’s stint as a “true villain” was incredibly brief while he was in South Beach. With that said, LeBron almost never did anything remotely close to treacherous other than publicly disown his hometown city in favor of chasing rings. While this was a dick move, in the grand scheme of things it’s a pretty minor offense, especially since he eventually came back. The real reason why people don’t like LeBron is because he’s too fucking good.


Like I said, we’re all secretly a bunch of haters. Sure, we love it when our favorite player or favorite team achieves greatness. But even in our everyday lives, we can’t help but resent people that are a little too good at stuff. Admit it, you probably work with someone that is absolutely perfect at their job, a great team player, and seems like a generally good person. Chances are you’ve imagined brutally murdering said person a couple of times. And it’s not that you actually hate that person or want to harm them, you just find it insanely annoying that they are amazing at their job while you’re still trying to figure out how to work the damn copier. It’s not your fault, you’re just a hater. It happens.

You're doing it wrong!

The Current Rule:

Uh, duh. LeBron is still the banner carrier for this rule. A great example was his game 5 explosion against the Bulls. If you’re a casual basketball fan or a fan of the Cavs, you were probably in awe over his performance. Meanwhile, the rest of the United States were rolling their eyes going, “Of course he just effortlessly sprinted 90 feet in three seconds and jumped 10 feet in the air to block the game winning layup. Of course! What a dick.”

Pictured: Asshole

LeBron is in a class of his own until Durant comes back and proves he’s still a force to be reckoned with. But here’s a thought: what if this happens to Steph Curry? Sure, Steph is a beloved hero right now because he’s basically the anti-LeBron. But what if Curry becomes just a little too good at basketball? One MVP is cute, but if he goes on a run where he wins like 3 or 4 in a row? All I’m saying is enjoy while you can, Steph, because we won’t be able to stand you in three years.

The I’m Great and I Fucking Know It AKA the Kobe Rule


Kobe Bryant had one of the best villain runs in NBA history, pretty much starting from the moment he walked into the NBA straight out of high school. People think the anti-Kobe movement began after the Shaq and Kobe dynasty collapsed in a fashion only Rome can rival. The truth is, Kobe was always a little hated, even by his own teammates, coaches, and fans. That’s because since day one, Kobe has always been an unapologetic asshole.

If you were ever in a phase in your life where you just needed to loathe another human being for whatever reason, Kobe was the guy for you. He was a villain not just for his sometimes astonishingly blatant arrogance, but he hyped up that role as if he was a WWE bad guy. Kobe constantly talks trash, taunts fans when he’s on the road, belittles media members if they ask him dumb questions, and frequently reminds teammates and opponents that they will never be as great as him. And that’s what really made Kobe so easy to hate. It’s one thing to be obnoxiously great at something, as we talked about with LeBron, but it’s another when that person is great AND carries themselves as if they’re absolutely untouchable. That would piss anyone off. Oh, and if you think throwing salt at them will take them down a peg, they’ll likely respond like this:


Current Rule:

Trying to take the mantle of “cranky, abrasive, borderline sociopath” superstar from Kobe is going to be quite the task. But there is a guy out there that already has this reputation. And while Westbrook started off on this trajectory, the fact is he became a cult hero this past season. The player I’m talking about is none other than Rajon Rondo.
Don't be fooled, he's ready to rip that child's heart out

Even when he was playing with the Big Three in Boston, Rondo earned a reputation for his overwhelming arrogance and his dismissive approach towards teammates, coaches, fans, and Connect Four opponents. Rondo’s popularity has especially taken a hit after being traded to the Mavericks and more or less imploding their season from within. But here’s the thing: In order to qualify for this title, you need to have the perception of being a winner. Kobe’s personality can definitely rub people the wrong way, but what infuriated people even more was the fact that he won and he won A LOT. The only guy currently in the league with as many rings as Bryant is Tim Duncan, but he’s the polar opposite of Kobe. Luckily, there are a couple of villains in the NBA with that championship pedigree. Which leads me to….

The Guy That Gleefully Shits on Your Team’s Hopes and Dreams AKA The Paul Pierce Rule


It is absolutely no secret that I despise, loathe, hate, detest, *scrolls through thesaurus* scorn, Paul Pierce. I cannot stand this guy. Almost everything about him pisses me off beyond belief. And I can trace the hatred back to one, painful moment:


In the 2008 Finals, Paul Pierce famously went down during game 1 against the Lakers for some sort of knee injury. He was wheeled out in a wheelchair (damn), only to jog back out to the court (daaamnnn), and hit a number of clutch three’s to beat the Lakers in that game (DAMNIT DAMNIT DAMNIT!!!). Clearly I’m still very bitter about this. The Celtics would go on to win the series, the championship, and Pierce was, rightfully, named Finals MVP. Despite the Lakers famously self-destructing during game 4, Garnett and Perkins completely punking Pau Gasol, Kobe throwing up enough bricks to build Fort Knox, and Boston’s role players playing out of their minds, my frustration with that series all points back to that one, goddamn game. Ever since that day, Paul Pierce became public enemy number one.
Paul's longevity is attributed to the steady stream of children's tears he drinks before every game

Here’s thing: Pierce does this ALL THE FUCKING TIME. Of course I’m talking about the fact that time after time, the Truth has ripped out a team’s heart by making the big play down the stretch. I’m sure Pierce is universally hated in Toronto right now and all LeBron fans share a similar ire towards Pierce. If you have a favorite team in the NBA, chances are Paul Pierce has broken your heart at least once. And he fucking loves doing this! Besides maybe Kobe, nobody embraces the villain role like Paul Pierce.

Current Rule:

If a game is close, and you need a guy that doesn’t give a flying you-know-what to hit a big shot, your guy is Damian Lillard.

Dame is really popular in Portland and he’s arguably the most marketable member of the Adidas brand, besides Derrick Rose. But give it another year or two, and pretty much every fan base outside of Portland will hate this guy. Feel free to ask a Houston fan how they feel about Dame. Go ahead, we’ll wait.


It doesn’t matter if Dame is 1 for 31 throughout the whole game, if he’s playing against your team and its a close game in the final seconds, this is the last guy you want to see with the ball in his hands. He already has a number of game winners under his belt, but it’s not just the shots, it’s the attitude. When Paul Pierce recently hit the game winner against Atlanta, he was asked if he called bank. Absolutely oozing with swag, he replied, “I called game.” Dame has already perfected this with his Terminator-esque "Dame Face". It’s the perfect combination of contempt, arrogance, swagger, and fuck-your-mother-ness. Mark my words, people throughout the nation will learn to hate this look, if they don’t already.

 

The Hang On, That Guy Is Secretly Really Dirty AKA the D-Wade Rule

This is really the John Stockton Rule, but Wade has taken it to a whole new level considering John never actually brutally hurt someone during a game.


I think a lot of us had a similar revelation a few years ago where we stopped and thought to ourselves, “You know what, D-Wade is kind of an asshole!” It wasn’t always this way. When Wade came into the league, he was the bright-smiled kid that managed to shine despite battling for Rookie of the Year with LeBron and Melo. He played a breathtakingly hard style that demonstrated a complete disregard for his own body. And it was awesome! Until we started to notice that he also had no regard for anyone else’s body.

And that’s when we all took a step back and realized that his acrobatic And Ones usually began as reckless drives where he would fly through the lane with his leg extended to deliver a Mortal Kombat style kick to somebody’s dick.


LeBron: "Finish him!"

Once the façade crumbled, then we started to see the whole picture. Then we realized: D-Wade is secretly one of the greatest villains in NBA history. The devil’s greatest trick was convincing the world he didn’t exist, and Wade was pretty much Keyser Soze for a large portion of his career.

Current Rule:

When you qualify as this type of villain, the point is that it shouldn’t be obvious. It usually applies to the last person you would expect, until you notice it, and then have that “Hold on, that makes complete sense” revelation. These aren’t the Kendrick Perkins of the world, these are the guys that usually end up in a scuffle and walk away with their hands up in complete innocence. Thanks to the playoffs, we may have found that snake: Mike Dunleavy Jr. While hearing that the Chicago Bulls got into a scuffle with some team is about as surprising as hearing Kim Kardashian has a new nude pic online, it’s pretty surprising when it involves this guy:


Dunleavy found himself in the headlines after getting body checked by Team Fuck It member Giannis Antetokounmpo (if you don’t know what TeamFuck It is, you clearly haven’t been down since day one. Get some education, bandwagoner). Now, Giannis is maybe the most benevolent player in the NBA, so people raised an eyebrow when he decided he was in the Stanley Cup playoffs rather than the NBA playoffs. After some research, it turns out that Dunlevey is, to quote Eric Cartman, a sneaky butthole. Provoking Giannis wasn’t enough, though, because Mike felt the need to terrorize the entire Bucks team before the Greek Freak finally had enough. It’s impressive that Dunleavy has been able to keep this kind of play under wraps for so long considering he’s played 13 YEARS! The most amazing thing is he qualifies for the next stipulation.

The White Guy AKA The Christian Laettner Rule


The NBA and NFL are literally the only two professions in the world where being a white guy is not ideal, especially in the NBA. Just for fun, let’s rank the greatest white players ever:

1)      Larry Bird (duh)

2)      Jerry West (the NBA Logo and 3rd best shooting guard ever, depending who you ask)

3)      John Stockton (Immortalized in a drunk writer’s basketball blog. Also all-time leader in steals AND assists)

4)      John Havlicek (I mean, come on, HE STOLE THEBALL!!!)

5)      Bill Walton (As short as his prime was, it was better than 98% of other player’s entire career)

6)      Jason Williams (Because I fucking said so!)

 
White Chocolate!!!!!

Being white in basketball is almost as rough as being black in everyday life (that’s hyperbole for you lit majors). White guys are easy to hate in basketball and that’s really a shame because it’s 2015 and we should start acting like grown ups. Granted I’ve literally spent hours writing about how awesome it is to hate people soooo maybe we should move along?


Now, there’s an entire documentary dedicated to the hatred directed towards Christian Laettner. After watching that documentary, I came to the conclusion that, yes, I would have absolutely hated him if I wasn’t three years old when he was in college. Duke version of Lattener actually covered every aspect on this list so far: He was so good it was nauseating; He was good and he fucking knew it; he loved shitting on your team’s hopes and dreams; and he was (not so) secretly dirty. But here’s the lesson I took away from that documentary: Christian Laettner was really resented because he was white.

Now this is just what I took away from it, I’m not at all saying that this was the intent of the director or producers. But let’s be real, if he was black and played at North Carolina, he would have been at least tolerable. The fact that he was white and played at Duke made his already unlikeable qualities like A MILLION times more unlikeable.

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There’s two guys that fits this criteria and both played for Duke: The aforementioned Dunleavy and JJ Redick. Now I’ve honestly never heard a bad thing about JJ as a person, and considering the skepticism surrounding him when he was drafted, he’s had a hell of a career. And when you think of White Guys in the NBA, JJ is the first person that comes to mind. Does JJ really deserve being treated as a villain? Not really, but his run at Duke planted that seed a long time ago, and if you hate Redick it’s probably because you couldn’t stand him while he was a Duke. Maybe we should change this to the Duke rule.



The Scrub That Is Obnoxiously Overconfident AKA the Sasha Vujacic Rule

I love the Lakers, but even I couldn’t stomach Vujacic during his run in LA. Just his mere precense managed to piss people off. That’s borderline impressive all on its own. When you get to the root of it, though, it becomes obvious that Sasha was disdained because he considered himself the absolute shit.


We discussed earlier how easy it is to become frustrated with someone that’s really, really good at something. We also talked about those same people that are really good at something and carry themselves as if they were a God, which turns our frustration into resentment. But then there’s the people that are not that good at something, yet they conduct themselves as if they are the greatest person to ever do anything, and this results in well-deserved hatred. And look, Sasha was a valuable component in Kobe and Pau’s Finals run. I’m not taking that away from him. But come on. Do you really need to bitch out refs because you were expecting superstar calls? Do you really have to grow your hair out and constantly brush it out of your face like a douchebag? Do you really have to have a nickname as obnoxious as “The Machine” and then REFER TO YOURSELF AS THAT WHILE SPEAKING IN THE THIRD PERSON?!?

The Machine, ladies and gentlemen

When you come off the bench for a championship team, or any team really, your job is simple: Shut up, know your role, shut up again, and stay the hell out of the superstar’s way. That’s it.

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Calling Austin Rivers a villain is kind of a stretch considering he’s more of a punch line than anything else. But make no mistake, there’s plenty of resentment behind every shot people take him. It doesn’t help that Austin was definitely on his way out of the league before his father, Doc, traded for him and gave him a roster spot backing up Chris Paul. Now, this alone pissed people off. After all, I’m sure we all know someone who worked very hard in their company only to get passed over for a promotion in favor of the boss’ kid. It’s messed up, but it happens all the time, hence why we can’t stand it. In Austin’s case though, it’s the fact that he carries himself as if he deserves that roster spot.


"No, dependable veteran player, I'm clearly better than you. Sit down"

To be fair, the playoffs has breathed a new life in Rivers that probably saved his career. He’s had a number of games where he’s come up big and has looked like a dependable rotation player. However, Rivers plays like he’s one of the best players in the league, when more times than not he looks like Russell Westbrook if Westbrook just blew a .37 on a Breathalyzer.

Swagger is cool, confidence is great, and arrogance can be tolerated if you can back it up. When you can’t, however, it’s time to tone it down and just play.

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