So, what do we know?

LOL.

Oh, you were serious? Really? Lakers, Thunder, Hawks and Bulls have played 12 games, while the Clippers have only played eight, over an 18-day span.

And we’re supposed to have an idea of what’s going on?

Kobe Bryant is leading the league in scoring, at 30.3 per game. He hasn’t scored at that clip (or led the league) since 2006-07, when he averaged 31.6. Only four players are scoring 25 or more, the fewest since five in 2007-08.

The Bulls and Thunder are on pace for what would be 68-14 seasons under normal circumstances (55-11 over 66 games).

Aside from records, some teams look great (the Heat scoring over 106 per game??), some are continuing their mediocre ways (too many to list), while some look downright horrible (the Wizards and Pistons clock in at 83 a game…my god).

We still can’t tell if guys like Tyreke Evans will ever make The Leap, if Lawrence Frank or Flip Saunders will get anything out of the Pistons or Wizards, respectively, or if Mike D’Antoni will get the Knicks to play defense.

OK, actually I already know the answers to those: no, HELL no (the rosters suck), and LOLKNICKSDEFENSE.

The Pistons suck, the Wizards suck, and the Knicks don’t care about defense. You really think Hand in the Face is a priority for Carmelo or Amar’e? (Hint: no.) Get John Wall out of Washington before his brain erodes, please.

Surely the Mavericks and Celtics won’t finish around .500 this year, despite the aging and depleted rosters. I mean, Keyon Dooling and Sasha Pavlovic are playing relevant minutes for Boston. Dirk Nowitzki isn’t even at 20 per game, Jason Terry is the only other Maverick in double figures, and three of their important rotation guys are not only new to the team this season, but they also star in a reality show (Lamar Odom), are old but showing some flashbacks (Vince Carter), or just completely insane (Delonte West).

The Spurs continue to be Old Faithful, and will be The Team You Don’t Account for in the Playoffs…Unless They Get Upset Again. The Blazers are playing surprising ball (led by Gerald “Crash” Wallace), and Ricky Rubio looks FANTASTIC for the Timberwolves. Rick Adelman will have fun in Minnesota.

Did any of this make sense? If it did, it makes more sense than what we know about this season so far.

This post also appears in its entirety on asportssyndicate.com

Where’s the Help D?

I wanted to take a quick minute and discuss what Charlotte did wrong in the final possession of last night’s game against Miami. Gerald Henderson picks up Wade close to five feet beyond the arc. Henderson forces Wade to his left, but there is absolutely no help there. Corey Maggette, for some reason, sticks to LeBron at the left baseline, essentially making Henderson’s ‘force-left’ futile. We keep hearing stats about LeBron not taking any 3′s so far; well, Corey, you should have helped on the drive and forced LeBron to take his first long ball of the season. Wouldn’t you rather have that as opposed to a one-on-one drive by Wade?
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‘Three-hundred-and-sixty, behind my back
I take your monkey ass to the rack like Jerry Stack’
Charlie 2na – ‘The Game’

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Cole World

Deja-vu. The zone defense came back against the Heat last night, almost creating the same nightmarish situation the Heat offense saw in last year’s finals against the Mavericks. As soon as Boston went into a zone mid-way through the game, Miami’s fire-hot offense immediately cooled off.

Before getting into the specifics of last night’s game, I’d like to note one thing about Boston’s zone. On almost every half-court possession, the Celtics are zoned up on at least half of the floor. This is what we call strong-side pressure defense, something Thibodeau popularized in the last few years. In fact, it is the defining characteristic in Thib’s pressure defense, implemented by the Celtics, Lakers and the Bulls (2008-present). The moment the ball works it way to one side of the floor, defense sends an extra body towards the ball, while zoning up 3-on-4 behind that action.

Although LeBron noted after the game the difference was not the zone, but rather Boston finally making some shots, and not allowing the Miami track & field team to get going: “We didn’t get too many defensive stops,” LeBron James said. “When we get stops, it gives us an opportunity to run. They started shooting the ball extremely well from three. It allowed them to get back into their zone to slow us up.”

As Tom Haberstroh of Heat Index noted, even for such a talented team, fast breaks aren’t going to be pulled out of the magician’s hat, there has to be some sort of trigger.

“The ironic thing that the best way to beat a zone is on your own defensive end,” Shane Battier said after the game. “It all starts on defense. If we make them miss and we can push like we did in the first half, you can’t get in the zone.”

Early on, it was a stifling defense that allowed LeBron and Wade to get their Usain Bolt on; however, once outside shots by Ray Allen and Keyon Dooling started falling, we saw the Heat half-court offense struggle once again. When everything was said and done, there was one player who deserved that game ball: Norris Cole. Only zone Cole cared about was his own. In just his second NBA game, the rookie played like a seasoned veteran, scoring 14 points in the final quarter, outshining both James and Wade.

Let’s look at what Cole did right to beat the Boston zone, and stop their comeback.

Early in the fourth quarter, Cole breaks down the D by finding a gap and driving it to the hole.  From pee wee hoops, we’re taught that the best way to beat the zone is to move the ball and drive it in.  Settling for outside shots is what the defense wants, don’t fall into their trap.  Cole, who saw plenty of zone defenses back at Cleveland State, clearly understands this principle.

Next, let’s look at how Cole fills in the open spot perfectly.  While Wade is dribbling the ball at the top of the key, Cole waits not only for Bosh’s screen up top, but also his cut down the paint before he fills in the left wing spot. It’s all about spacing against the zone, and Cole waits for the opportune time to fill in that position.

At the 1:33 mark of the fourth quarter, we see Cole fill in a spot against the zone once again.  Once LeBron drives right, the defense gets distracted by Wade’s cut from wing to basket.  Cole starts at the baseline but strategically moves up to the wing spot so Ray Allen can’t easily defend him. If Cole stays put closer to the baseline, I can guarantee you the defense would have gotten a stop on this possession.  Playing against the zone is simple, just keep moving.  Cole’s timing on his positioning was a thing of beauty.

On the last play, one that sealed the game for Miami, notice the spacing Cole provides for LeBron.  After giving it to LeBron on the left high post, Cole steps back close to five from the three point line.  Rondo’s arms are long, but not that long.  This spacing is vital as it allows LeBron some extra space, but also puts the defense on its heels once Cole gets the ball back at the top.  Pump fake, confidence, game time.

Like Battier said, you don’t see KG and company in a full zone too often.  It is a testament to Miami playing good defense, running and moving the ball. And if they do see a zone again, at least we know Mr. Cole and his company will be ready.

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Ced said, “Look, my niggas, we got a foot in?”
Being good is good, that’ll get you Drew Gooden
But me? I want Jordan numbers, LeBron footin’
Can’t guard me, Vince Lombardi, John Wooden

J. Cole ‘Return of Simba’

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Ricky Rubio’s NBA Debut

“I saw him for the first time and it was like, ‘He is real,’ ” [OKC Coach] Brooks said, smiling. “Like a folk hero.”

Ricky Rubio has arrived. Last night, the 21-year old talent made his long-awaited debut against the OKC Thunder. Rubio came off the bench to record six points, six assists, five rebounds, and most impressive, zero turnovers in a 104-100 loss to the Thunder.

Although I didn’t get a chance to watch the game live, I did take a look at a condensed version of the game this morning and was impressed by the kid’s composure and control on the floor.  Watching Rubio with the ball instilled a sense of calm in me.  Like a beautiful jazz piece, Rubio’s game has a certain amalgam of individuality and collaboration, combined with a beautiful mixture of improvisation and structure.  Most notable was his understanding of speed and tempo in an NBA game, impressively employing a change of pace only the likes of Thelonious Monk could understand.

At the 10:38 mark of the second quarter, Rubio makes a no-look to JJ Barea on a semi-fastbreak while the defense worries about Tolliver down low.

 

 

 

 

 

 

On the next possession, Rubio slows it down even while the defense settles in.  An inexperienced player might easily lose focus, try to attempt something he’s not used to doing, and botch the play. Not Rubio.

 

 

 

 

 

 

After using a Love screen, he passes it straight across the lane to Derrick Williams, the one pass no one thought he would make.  It results in an easy two points for the rookie.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Rubio’s best pass of the night came early in the fourth quarter when he dished another bounce pass through traffic to Derrick Williams for a reverse dunk.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Rubio, with that rock in his hand on the fast break, reminds me of a Coltrane solo: a player taking his turn as a soloist, and at the same time elevating his quintet.  So here’s to the amigo Ricky, he may sound like a little kid, look like a little kid … but he sure doesn’t play like one.

 

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“If you aint Reggie Bush running the rock
You better be good as Kobe slangin’ the jump shot”

WC – ‘Guilty Be Affiliation’

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Unfortunately For CBA’ers The NBA Is BACK

 

Earlier tonight I watched a Chinese Basketball Association (CBA) game, a habit I’ve adopted during Sunday evenings while living in Beijing.  Since the CBA season began more than a month ago, I’ve enjoyed watching quite a few of the games, especially the games of such foreign imports as J.R. Smith (35.8 ppg as of 12/25/11), Stephon Marbury, Wilson Chandler, Patty Mills, and more recently, Peter John Ramos . The CBA is light years different than the NBA, but at the end of the day hoops is hoops, even if the CBA halftimes are only about 5 minutes long and the cheer teams have no rhythm.

Tonight’s game saw Wilson Chandler’s squad go up against Marcus Williams’s (the former UCONN Husky who in his junior year stole laptops then tried to sell them) squad.  It was a competitive game even though Chandler’s team came in at 10-4 and Williams’s team at 3-11. Chandler’s team went up by 7 with 16 seconds left and that’s when I turned the T.V. off.

Chandler’s foreign import in crime is in fact Peter John Ramos.  Ramos should really be playing in the NBA, for he’s worlds better than either of the Collins twins.  But that’s besides the point.  Anyways, I can only take so much of Ramos and his lumbering up and down the court like those trees in the Lord of the Rings rumbling through the forest.  Come to think of it, Ramos kind of looks like some of those trees; if the trees had their limbs covered in tats and didn’t jump when shooting a jump shot. 

Chandler and Ramos work well with one another. When they’re on the court together it’s the Chandler show–he’s the LeBron of the league, clearly. Ramos cleans up the glass and roams the paint.  When Chandler is resting Ramos becomes more of a vocal point of the offense, posting up occasionally against usually smaller, skinnier defenders and being the beneficiary of some nice penetration from his talented domestic teammates.  In tonight’s game Jackson Vroman guarded Ramos quite a bit.  By ‘guarded Ramos quite a bit’ I mean…Vroman got eaten alive.  And Vroman was often beside himself pleading to the refs that he was somehow being slighted in the direction the whistles were blowing.  Who does Vroman think he is,  Kevin Love?  Actually, yeah, Vroman is the Kevin Love of the CBA, so maybe he does have a reason to gripe.

All in all, a Sunday night in front of the tube watching the CBA isn’t too boring of an activity.  I do wish sometimes that there could be English subtitles, but no one ever improved their Chinese by settling for reading English instead.

But I’m glad the NBA is back, even if it’s a league run by a bunch dimwits and fat cats, and players who are largely the same. So don’t blame me if I don’t always rise early in the morning to test the feeds to catch some live NBA action (and get sucked in like the poor dimwit I am). The 13 hour time difference isn’t exactly convenient.

Plus, I always have Ramos vs. Vroman type matchups (on an actual T.V.) to fall back on if I’m in need of a fix.

 

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