1. Amare Stoudemire
after the Suns' loss to the Spurs Friday night put the Suns in a 3-0 series deficit:
'I definitely think we're one of the marquee teams in the league,' Stoudemire said. 'For us to be down 0 and 3 is something I wasn't even thinking about.'
I don't think I use the word "marquee" in quite the same way; I'll assume Stoudemire meant high-quality rather than high-profile. (Otherwise the quote makes no sense.) But with all due respect to Stoudemire and the Suns, why on Earth would they consider themselves one of the top teams in the league?
The Suns can flat-out shoot the rock: the team made over 50% of its shots this year, which is bleep-ing incredible. They were third in the league in scoring. They're talented offensively. But they're also the No. 6 seed in the conference, a conference made up of just 15 teams. In terms of percentile, these are not quite the Navy SEALs we're dealing with here.
I'm all for confidence. But is there any question the Suns have underachieved over the last few seasons, and isn't the attitude that they've already arrived one of the reasons they've disappointed?
If you can't be honest with yourself, and say, "Look, we're not where we want to be", what motivates you to do that extra work in the offseason? What drives you to stay hungry, to keep striving, to keep
improving? I don't want to overstate the case; Stoudemire's one of the best in his profession on the entire planet. Still, something's separating him from the Tim Duncans of the world, and it isn't genetic jumping ability.
I've always thought the greatest athletes are man enough to face the truth, even when it hurts. John Elway often said his career could be complete without a Super Bowl win; after the Broncos finally won, he admitted he'd been lying the whole time. The fact is
he knew it was important, and he never stopped trying to accomplish that goal. Or compare Stoudemire's quote with Magic Johnson's from the 1991 NBA Finals. The Lakers beat the Bulls in Game One, but the Bulls won the next four to win Michael Jordan's first championship.
After Game Three, Johnson had said it would be a long series: 'Nothing's been decided.' But after Game Four, he was clearly shaken. 'An old-fashioned ass kicking,' he said. 'Never dreamed it would happen.'
(That section comes from David Halberstam's incomparable
Playing for Keeps.)
They're both surprised, but Magic can at least admit what's going on. Maybe I'm reading way too much into this, but it helps me understand why we wonder when Amare will live up to his immense talent, while Magic maximized every last drop of his.
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2. Today was the start of the NFL draft, which I've followed pretty closely for several years. (I first remember listening on the radio in 1997, when Denver ended up with a transfer student and potential character risk named Trevor Pryce in the first round.) This year, I couldn't get into it, and sadly I'll admit I have almost no idea who any of the top guys were. (I did enjoy some of the predraft coverage, and especially liked Frank Deford's
point about mock drafts.)
In a phone call with a friend this morning we discussed what positions the Broncos might focus on in the draft. My basic conclusion is that they need help everywhere, right? Like we have Champ Bailey, but we could still use more depth at corner. Or we have Jay Cutler, but we could still use someone who can throw. Har de har. Anyway, the Broncos picked up a tackle and a WR/KR/PR. Yes, we need a pass catcher, especially if Brandon Marshall has any hiccups in his recovery. And yeah, we need more skilled offensive linemen, though when I see us take a first-round tackle I think of George Foster. I just hope we picked the right guys.
(Also, as John tipped me to earlier this week, the Broncos
traded a conditional pick next year for defensive tackle Dewayne Robertson, who was the fourth pick overall by the Jets five years ago.)
3. Also,
Kobe Bryant and the Lakers are still kicking the Nuggets' butts. Carmelo and The Answer were a combined 10-for-38 from the field in Game Three Saturday.
For some reason (probably the draft) I was thinking about Peyton Manning this morning. Specifically, I was thinking how his struggles in big games in college probably foreshadowed his playoff struggles in the NFL. Makes sense, right? If there's a psychological aspect to performance under pressure, as we might assume, it would carry over to the pros, right? (Of course, Peyton overcame and won a Super Bowl eventually.)
The same friend I spoke with this morning once called Carmelo a choker during Melo's first NBA playoffs, and argued Jordan would never have played like that. (I think Carmelo had had a particularly bad first game.) And I was like, no, you're got it all wrong, at his age Carmelo is actually way ahead of Jordan. And he was. Jordan was a key starter on a championship team his freshman year; Carmelo was
the superstar on his title team. And then Carmelo was terrific in his rookie year.
I didn't actually expect Carmelo to surpass Jordan as a player or anything, but the man at least had proven clutch credentials. And since then he's hit a bunch of game-winners in the regular season. So why doesn't he rise to the occasion in the NBA playoffs? It can't be nerves, can it? Whatever it was with Manning, he was at least consistent. Carmelo's not. Any explanations?
4. I turned on the TV in the third quarter of the
Hawks' upset win over the Celtics tonight, when it was about 77-70 Atlanta. Atlanta was hitting everything, and they were at home, but I thought that if the Celtics could still pull this game out, I had to take them seriously as title contenders. But they didn't even make a run at it, scoring 18 and then 19 in the last two quarters. I don't know, it's just one game, and of course the Celtics will still win the series, but I almost felt like a certain determination was lacking. Maybe my standards are too high, but it's hard to see too many recent champions dropping a first-round game to such an inferior squad like that.
5. I also heard a little teaser for the upcoming Jazz-Rockets game, which included a comparison of Deron Williams and Carlos Boozer to, you guessed it, John Stockton and Karl Malone. I'm sure Jazz fans are obscenely sick of it (like the way I felt when every single Broncos safety was the next Steve Atwater), but I was thinking the same thing while watching the Nuggets play the Jazz two weeks ago.
To me, Boozer and Malone kind of makes sense. Both look muscle-bound, but both are surprisingly quick for their size. Over Boozer's last two years, he's been at about 21 and 11 for the Jazz, which is nice, but keep in mind that in his prime, Malone was a lot more like 27 or 28 and 11. Neither's a great role model; Boozer famously screwed over the Cavs and Malone elbowed David Robinson into the hospital (among other
egocentric moves). Boozer is not as versatile as the Mailman, but he's not a bad imitation.
Williams and Stockton I don't see as much. Both can shoot, though I'd give an edge to Stockton there. Both are physical, but with Stockton it was more the cheap-shot elbows, while Williams is more of a bulky, create-contact type of player. From what I've seen, Stockton was a way better passer, but perhaps I've caught Williams on bad days. Also, while playing the Nuggets Williams had a milking for the ages. He got knocked down while driving the lane, but you would have thought he'd had his femur torn out judging from his reaction. I guess my point is he's not Stock and Boozer's not the Mailman, but the new Jazz are still worthy of your hatred.