Last night I was watching Bones and switched methodically back and forth to watch 3 baseball games and two basketball games. It's kinda freaked me out that over the years I've watched less and less Basketball. And I couldn't figure it out until now.
Stacy King.
Back in the day there was a fire that brewed beneath ball players. They got mad, they filled the lane. The Pistons played team defence that usually resulted in someone on the floor. Xavier McDaniel would dig his shoulder into you if you tried a move on him. Thems were the days.
Now the rhetoric has changed. Now the players say things like this is MY house, not OUR house. They speak in the third person, and refer to the things they did.....not the team.....not everyone....just ME!!
It's become a total joke. Players strive to be rich, not successful. They leave teams to join other teams to be famous not to win. It's embarassing. Sure the scrums at the end of every whistle during the hockey play-offs are a little much, but at least they show competitiveness. Basketball has become the only professional sport in which you can give up so easy. You can lose with little care or remorse. Even Gilbert Arenas said that if the have losing season they could get a better draft pick. No other athelete would have the balls to say such a thing. But it's the NBA! They only care about themselves.
Of course there are exceptions to the rule and one is certainly Dwane Wade. Hurt and beat up, Flash gives it all even when he doesn't have it all. So last night after getting thumped, both on the scoreboard and literally, Atlanta's Josh Smith got free on a break away and tried to go between the legs for a dunk. A blatant showboat move in a game that was already won. A kick in the balls to a team on the ropes of ellimination. So how did The Miami Heat respond you ask? A flagrant foul? Maybe one of those NBA slap fests? How about the sucker punch, then start running backwards move?
NO! nothing. They just sat there. They had two minutes to let Atlanta know that when they get back to Miami they were going to get a fight. But they didn't. They just sat there. This series is over. No fireworks, no nothing. The worst part is, unlike hockey or even soccer, when you win a series in Basketball you applaud yourself, not the other team. You scream ADIDAS slogans in to the air. You call yourslef the underdog even though you're the number one team, and you give yourself a nickname. Is it any wonder I don't watch anymore? Why should I care about sport that loves itself so much, there's no room for anyone else.
So why Stacy King? In 1992 game 4, Bulls versus Cavs, Danny Ferry swung two punches at Michael Jordan and was ejected. In game 5 with less than two minutes left, Stacy King came into the game for the Bulls and laid a forearm to Ferry's forehead. The crowd cheered, King was ejected and Jordan smiled. I'm sure he paid the fine as well. It was his job! It was Charles Oakley's job before him. Tradition!
Don't just count your money on the sidelines....compete!
"I'll always remember this as the night that Michael Jordan and I combined for 70 points." Said after Michael Jordan scored a career high 69 points and Stacey King scored 1 point against the Cavaliers