You May Have Heard It Happened


I know, not only is this site barren, I've now resorted to straightforward photos of players. Players I was slow to embrace as postseason creatures (for the record, it took one win before I believed Believe. There's a gulf between theory and practice for me, and it's called proof.) Really though, what the fuck does this image mean? Anyway, here's some stuff elsewhere, but all under FD's dominion, that may interest you:

-New Disciples of Clyde podcast.

-Ziller and I adventure into the Bobcats and get hit in the head with a pan.

-I'm writing every day about what happened, and what's about to happen, in the playoffs. You will like this one, which is about the logic of styles and systems and tropes of wisdom.

And, after much thought, this is my favorite Gangstarr song. There's some sentimental reasons at play, but I think that's the case with a lot of people's Gangstarr picks.

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At 4/21/2010 6:33 PM, Blogger Kaifa said...

On topic, Jemele Hill pleading Stephen Jackson's case:


Oh, and your interesting description of the Bobcats' roster somehow made me think of 'Lost' - all those mystery-laiden characters whose back story just now reveals how they ended up where they did and how they did so for a reason.

At 4/22/2010 4:19 AM, Blogger Kaifa said...

On the other topic (Thunder's lost youth), they prove your point:


At 4/23/2010 12:30 AM, Blogger Admiral Jameson Sax said...

Kid Nut Raven!

At 4/23/2010 1:38 PM, Blogger Mr. Six said...

I really enjoy watching D. Rose play this game of basketball. Still trying to figure out exactly why, but the list so far includes: sneaky hops, the shot put shot, and deranged explosiveness of unpredictable directionality.

At 4/23/2010 1:38 PM, Blogger Mr. Six said...

Also, the cover of the UGtBH looks tight.

At 4/23/2010 4:53 PM, Blogger Mouth said...

Why did Charlotte trade Jason Richardson?

Some like Boris Diaw. He's the cerebral non-point forward point forward who, to the untrained eye, appears timid but is actually just better, for some reason only apparent to the experts and catcalling peeping toms defenestrated from Golden State's regular season audience into the Bobcats' corner of postseason NBAverse, when he doesn't break a sweat on either end of the floor. Okay, cool. But I like 42 points in late April.


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