No flurry of activity on FreeDarko lately, and that's the way it should be. For although the halls of many a NBA site echo with news of free agent signings, the Troubled Griffin back in jail again, and the summer leagues, none of this is worth talking about (at least not in public). In fact, I would like to believe that what sets us apart is that we're not going to clog up this site with tales of Martell Webster's big night, or make some corny-ass jokes about red hair and Scalabrine's impending time with the Celts (the ultimate fan favorite in a town that lives for fan favorites. And I think you know what I mean by fan favorite). More importantly, I'm knee-deep in the FreeDarko summer retreat, where surprisingly we haven't even talked all that much about hoops. Updates to follow on our attempts at actually playing the game.
A few salient points, if nothing else to convince myself that I don't need to type much more than this for the next couple of weeks:
-Summer leagues aren't just inferior to the pros, they're a whole different language. It's telling that Qyntel Woods can average thirty a night there year after year; that LeBron stumbled in his one go at it is downright mystifying.
-shoefly has succeeded in convincing me that all this off-season drama in the end comes down to money. All that other shit about family and honor is something basketball writers make up so they'll have a column year-round.
-You can no longer build a team around a traditional PF, or even have one as a cornerstone. That's why Brand and Shareef are such perennial losers.
-As Marbury has proven, spending some of the off-season in a cell ain't such a bad career move. Godspeed, Troubled Griffin.