Look, I’m not trying to make any grand statements about race here. Nor am I trying to argue that Dirk and Steve are better individual players than Kobe and LeBron. After all, as the folks at BBR are quick to point out, the Nash and Nowitzki have their issues on the defensive end. But they are unquestionably great. All they do — night in, night out — is give their absolute all and win. They’ve won a lot in the 2000s. No, they haven’t won a championship, but that’s not all their fault.
via Basketbawful.
McHale backbackbackbackbackit’sgone. This season, more than the last two, has become for me a celebration. It’s as if all the relevant storylines of the last decade are coming together at once. The things I wish were appreciated more are being appreciated, the things I should have been appreciating I’m beginning to love. Yes, even Kobe. Kobe’s past the brash smugness and just works. He always worked, but now it’s a more resolved, more mature work. Nowitzki is reminding everyone “Um, yeah, so, even if you don’t think I deserved the MVP, can you really argue with me being strongly considered?” Nash is past expectations and overthoughtfulness and cliches and just wheelin’ and dealin’, baby. And Duncan is still there, the rhythm, drums pounding out the late night shift at the factory.
Watching these four play has been absolute joy defined, if you love basketball. I hope LeBron will find a way to break through whatever it is that’s keeping him, even as he continues to dominate statistically in every way possible.
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