Well it’s that time of year, kiddos. Autumn is in full swing, Halloween’s bursting at the door, and the NBA is ready to kick off its most exciting season in ages… before it goes completely silent while two sides who are both wrong figure out an agreement neither side will be satisfied with. Awesome. Anyway, big slate o’ games tonight and we’ll have piece from each one. But for posterity’s sake, thought we’d put our predictions in print.
Heat over Knicks
Magic over Bobcats (Again? Sigh.)
Celtics over Hawks
Bucks over Bulls
Heat over Bucks
Magic over Celtics
Heat over Magic
Heat over Lakers
Three random predictions that will probably be wrong:
Greg Oden will come back from injury with a very specific vengeance, and literally ask Matt Moore to “Tell [him] how [his] patella taste.” Not quite All-Star caliber, but Oden will be effective defensively and put up quasi-All-Star numbers.
Everyone will ooh and ahh over Kevin Durant all season long, and he’ll win the MVP award despite Dwight Howard, LeBron James, and probably Dwyane Wade and Chris Paul posting superior overall seasons.
Jawad Williams will be your least favorite member of the Cleveland Cavaliers, who might be your least favorite team to watch. By that, I mean that of all the Cavaliers that you don’t really care about, you don’t care about Jawad the most.
Three random predictions that will probably be wrong:
LeBron wins the MVP
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Andres Nocioni is exposed for running an illegal dolphin fighting ring
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Rob Mahoney once again murders double-digit Mexican migrant workers during an NBA season without getting caught — the “Refried Threepeat,” he will later term his 2010-11 “season” in his tell-all, confessional biography written from prison to finance his failed legal defense.
Magic over Bobcats
Heat over Knicks
Celtics over Hawks (NOTE: I feel horrible about this and literally spent fifteen minutes fretting over it. Nothing sets itself up more for the series that gets hyper-competitive while everyone in the blogosphere goes “Wait, what?!”)
Bucks over Bulls
Magic over Bucks
Heat over Celtics
Heat over Magic
1. Mavericks
2. Spurs
3. Lakers (They coast for the first month and last two months of the year.)
4. Thunder
5. Jazz
6. Â Rockets
7. Blazers
8. Hornets
Mavericks over Hornets
Blazers over Spurs
Lakers over Rockets
Thunder over Jazz
Mavericks over Thunder
Lakers over Blazers
Lakers over Mavericks
Yes, Lakers over Heat. I know. Original.
Three random predictions that will probably be wrong:
John Wall is Rookie of the Year, and it’s not close.
O.J. Mayo and Rudy Gay start to have serious issues over usage.
Dwight Howard averages over 35 points a game versus the Heat this season.
Yeah, yeah, we didn’t do one for every team. Not like you all won’t get your fair shake around here, for better or worse. Trust me, if you’re some of the teams out there, you don’t want to hear us talk about you.
But, with a little less than 48 hours to go before the season opener in Miami,we’re going to throw up some stuff discussing the upcoming season. And now, we bring you the Nets.
GUEST LECTURE
Sebastian Pruiti is the author of NBA Playbook, which puts our pitiful ramblings about playsets to shame. Today he delves into his former haunt, the Nets.-Ed.
Despite only winning twelve games last season, the Nets seem poised to have a bounce back year.  Although everyone seems to agree that they will win many more games this season, nobody is really sure how much better they will be though (In fact, ESPN’s experts have them finishing anywhere between 7th and 14th in the Eastern Conference).  There are few factors that will help determine how good the Nets can be this year.
The first is the new coach, Avery Johnson.  Johnson is going to really have to earn that reputation as a defensive specialist this year.  The Nets’ projected started lineup of Devin Harris, Anthony Morrow, Travis Outlaw, Troy Murphy, and Brook Lopez features four below average defenders, and even if Harris returns to his Dallas ways on the defensive side of the basketball you aren’t going to beat teams with two defenders.  Team defense is going to be the key, and he needs all five guys to buy into his system, trust each other, and help when needed.
The second factor is Devin Harris.  Harris seemed to be the player who struggled most on last year’s twelve loss team.  With no other perimeter threat, Harris’ game really dropped off as defenses loaded up against him.  This is something that Harris never really had to deal with in previous seasons, and with defenses loading up on him he really couldn’t get in the lane and create the havoc he is known to on the offensive end.  With some strong shooters on the outside (Murphy, Outlaw, and Morrow), a better Brook Lopez in the middle, and a dynamic player in Terrence Williams on the outside, teams can’t really load up on Harris anymore.  Look for Harris to return to his All-Star ways, if he can stay healthy.  Harris hasn’t played over 70 games since he was a role player on Dallas’ 06-07 team (he played just 26 minutes a game that year).
The final key for the Nets this year is Brook Lopez. Â Lopez put up some fantastic numbers last year, scoring 18.8 points and grabbing 8.6 rebounds. Â Lopez is just 22 and is still learning the center position, so you can expect him to have an even bigger season since he will be facing less double teams. Â Much in the same way that no outside threat hurt Devin Harris, that lack of a threat hurt Brook Lopez as well. Â The Nets were the worst three point shooting team in the NBA last year, so whenever the ball was entered into Brook, he would see a quick double team (and even triple teams later in the season). Â Now with shooters surrounding Brook and with one at the high post in Troy Murphy, Lopez can work knowing that teams will be very hesitant to double him, because if they do, he can simply hit one of the shooters sharing the court with him.
I think that we can all agree that the Nets will improve on last year’s terrible season.  How much depends on whether or not coach Avery Johnson can get them playing team defense, whether Devin can return to his all-star ways, and if Brook can take another step towards his development.  Sure there are other factors (can Anthony Morrow add to his game, can Travis Outlaw prove he can be a starter, Terrence Williams’ effectiveness), but these are what can really take the Nets’ to next level or keep them in the bottom of the East.
Despite only winning twelve games last season, the Nets seem poised to have a bounce back year.  Although everyone seems to agree that they will win many more games this season, nobody is really sure how much better they will be though (In fact, ESPN’s experts have them finishing anywhere between 7th and 14th in the Eastern Conference).  There are few factors that will help determine how good the Nets can be this year.
The first is the new coach, Avery Johnson.  Johnson is going to really have to earn that reputation as a defensive specialist this year.  The Nets’ projected started lineup of Devin Harris, Anthony Morrow, Travis Outlaw, Troy Murphy, and Brook Lopez features four below average defenders, and even if Harris returns to his Dallas ways on the defensive side of the basketball you aren’t going to beat teams with two defenders.  Team defense is going to be the key, and he needs all five guys to buy into his system, trust each other, and help when needed.
The second factor is Devin Harris.  Harris seemed to be the player who struggled most on last year’s twelve loss team.  With no other perimeter threat, Harris’ game really dropped off as defenses loaded up against him.  This is something that Harris never really had to deal with in previous seasons, and with defenses loading up on him he really couldn’t get in the lane and create the havoc he is known to on the offensive end.  With some strong shooters on the outside (Murphy, Outlaw, and Morrow), a better Brook Lopez in the middle, and a dynamic player in Terrence Williams on the outside, teams can’t really load up on Harris anymore.  Look for Harris to return to his All-Star ways, if he can stay healthy.  Harris hasn’t played over 70 games since he was a role player on Dallas’ 06-07 team (he played just 26 minutes a game that year).
The final key for the Nets this year is Brook Lopez. Â Lopez put up some fantastic numbers last year, scoring 18.8 points and grabbing 8.6 rebounds. Â Lopez is just 22 and is still learning the center position, so you can expect him to have an even bigger season since he will be facing less double teams. Â Much in the same way that no outside threat hurt Devin Harris, that lack of a threat hurt Brook Lopez as well. Â The Nets were the worst three point shooting team in the NBA last year, so whenever the ball was entered into Brook, he would see a quick double team (and even triple teams later in the season). Â Now with shooters surrounding Brook and with one at the high post in Troy Murphy, Lopez can work knowing that teams will be very hesitant to double him, because if they do, he can simply hit one of the shooters sharing the court with him.
I think that we can all agree that the Nets will improve on last year’s terrible season.  How much depends on whether or not coach Avery Johnson can get them playing team defense, whether Devin can return to his all-star ways, and if Brook can take another step towards his development.  Sure there are other factors (can Anthony Morrow add to his game, can Travis Outlaw prove he can be a starter, Terrence Williams’ effectiveness), but these are what can really take the Nets’ to next level or keep them in the bottom of the East.
AN ALTERNATE DISCUSSION
Rohan from At The Hive.com chimes in with an alternative take on the Nets.
The gap between what the 2010-2011 New Jersey Nets are and what the 2010-2011 New Jersey Nets could have been is staggering. The team entered the summer in position to challenge for multiple marquee free agents, over $20 million dollars in cap space and an extraordinarily rich owner on the horizon. At various points, New Jersey was a rumored destination for LeBron James, Carlos Boozer, Amar’e Stoudemire, and John Wall (as a first overall pick). At summer’s end, the team instead finds itself with Travis Outlaw, Anthony Morrow, and Jordan Farmar (and let’s not forget that Billy King is the new GM).
And yet, it’s not all bad. Despite Devin Harris’ struggles in 2009-2010, he figures to rebound somewhat. Derrick Favors is more a project than an immediate solution, but he’s still one of the most impressive post prospects in years (and he only turns 20 next July). Brook Lopez is already one of the league’s top centers at just 22 years old. And as wildly different as Outlaw, Morrow, and Farmar are from James, Boozer, and Stoudemire, they still bring great athleticism, great shooting, and steady bench play, respectively. This is a deep team. This is almost certainly a playoff team out East.
It’s hard to imagine last year’s horrific, injury-marred season impacting this one in too many ways. Even though the previous incarnation won a putrid 12 games, they underperformed their Pythagorean by 5 whole wins (largely fueled by their NBA-worst record of 1-13 in games decided by 5 points or less).
The team will largely be ready for the slow pace Avery Johnson brings with him. Team insiders are already citing the immediate impact Johnson is having on the defensive end with young players like Terrence Williams. And Johnson has obviously worked with Devin Harris before. It could take a while for a relatively young core to fully buy into Johnson’s system, but his defensive impact in Dallas was undeniable. There’s certainly reason to believe it’ll work again, in a much weaker conference.
The Nets are essentially in a position few teams get to experience: they’ve got the building blocks for an elite squad in place, without too much immediate pressure. Avery Johnson should get time to implement his strategy, and the team has an opportunity to be patient with Derrick Favors. 2010-2011 can essentially function as a “feeling out†period, with the added bonus of potential playoff experience for Favors, Lopez, et al. New Jersey can then move in for that final missing piece, whether through a trade, the acquisition of Carmelo Anthony, or simply the realization that Favors can indeed play at an All-Star level.
What’s currently unfolding in New Jersey feels very organic. Fans will get to watch a young team grow in front of their eyes. Maybe that’s not worth missing out on a free agent superstar. But maybe it is. With just a couple lucky bounces, New Jersey could very well send the Nets off to Brooklyn in style.
PLAYABLE TUNES
PLAYER WHO COULD BE AN IMPACT GUY BUT PROBABLY WONT’ BE:
Jordan Farmar. In the Nets’ last preseason game against the Knicks, Farmar came off the bench and went en fuego. He lit it up. Absolutely torched the Knicks from the perimeter and helped lead the team back. They were within one possession, they were locking down. And then… Farmar needlessly gambled on a steal, leading to a wide open thee. Game over.
Aaaaaaand that’s Jordan Farmar’s career, right there.
YOU SHOULD WATCH BECAUSE:
Terrence Williams, Brook Lopez, together in any capacity, is like the second Band of Horses album.
YOU SHOULD HATE THIS TEAM BECAUSE:
They couldn’t leave well enough alone to just build through the draft. They had to get all cute and fancy and sign a bunch of players just to say they spent money. It’s like putting a spoiler on a mini-van. I hate those things.
Rahat Huq is the rather brilliant author of Red 94. He’s elected to pitch in with a bi-monthly column to HP, tentatively titled “From the Void” discussing league matters in his own unique way. We welcome him and hope he’s not offended by the fact that we only have a fridge full of condiments and no food. His first piece is on the unnecessary nature of the blooming LeBron vs. Durant comparisons. Enjoy. -Ed.
When for this I first put quill to parchment, I sat anxiously, wondering what to write. Â My debut need pass reasonably well, I thought, or at least not lend cause for Mr. Moore to sweep this union into the dustbin of bad ideas; not quite the nonchalance with which I usually scribe. Â (On a normal day, I typically ejaculate what first comes to mind, only ceasing to re-heat cups of that miracle bean, the singular source of strength in those hours solely suited for slumber.)
My mind wandered as I flirted briefly with various topics but each time, that one same restless impulse prickled from within: I had to talk about “the whole Lebron thingâ€, if even only for cathartic purpose.  The Heat forward (or is that guard?  And what is the singular for Heat anyway?) and his fall from grace is a matter sufficiently beaten brutally beyond revival – much of what could possibly be opined already has been [by Charles Barkley alone, nonetheless.]  But still the urge arises, possibly from that mischief of knowledge of the locale.  This space was made for the airing of such matters, a merciful venue for the inner peace I seek.  I hope you, reader, will forgive me: I so desperately need to unload off my breast what follows.
In leaving the Cavs, Lebron James ingrained himself as persona non grata in the NBA conscience.  But what I’ve found odd, and so surprising, is that rather than the way in which he did it, it’s the very act of leaving itself that caused the incursion of wrath.
I found ‘The Decision’ unconscionable and an unprecedented narcissistic display.  So publically humiliating the Cavs was unjustifiable, and for that, I offer no defense.  But society’s grievance is merely that he left.  It’s oddly fascinating that a man’s exercise of free will can cast such venom his way, shattering his reputation, and seemingly nullifying a body of work which should speak for itself.  (Again, simply fascinating: there are people who are emotionally invested at dangerously unhealthy levels in abhorring a man over his execution of a contractual right.  Think about that for a moment.)
I would posit that this social phenomenon stems from a shattered paradigm.  In his refusal to play the role in which he had been cast, Lebron veered from the plot which people thought they knew.  Collectively, in our minds, perhaps in the memory of his Airness, we’ve contrived and sanctified a set of absurd romantic ideals and ascribed them to our conception of ‘hero.’  When Lebron shattered the sacred script, something was taken; something was lost.  Nothing would again ever fit neatly into place.  From the horror came revolt and outcry.  Universal balance had been disturbed and it could not be accepted.
James has now become entrenched as villain and symbol of all evil in our world.  But more troubling is a subsequent campaign—a recent development—to right course on the script and account for lost time.  Observers now laud Thunder forward Kevin Durant as the selfless savior and the bastion of benevolence, extolling his virtues in an awkwardly forced manner.  (Apparently, it was decided that Lakers guard Kobe Bryant no longer served as a suitable foil to James with age creeping in, and that experiment was abandoned after a furious summer push shortly after ‘LeDecision’.)
Why such need for narrative?  Why the penchant for a plotline?  Durant is a precocious marvel independently deserving of plaudits; placing him juxtaposed is an injustice to Durant.  Reproach of James—while irrational and unwarranted–should hold on its own free from comparison.  It’s a failure of our discourse and a flaw of our collective logic that “unlike _____†is inevitably appended in our process of argumentation.
Ours is a troubling worldview, pitting evil against good, leaving us sadly directionless in its void, unknowing of whom to embrace.  We need a good guy to hate the bad, and if the former is yet to exist, he is created, sculpted by hand to fit the mold required.  We’ve anointed our white knight in Durant to save what had been lost, rejected by 23.  Peculiar.
I watch basketball for a love of beauty and my loyalties lie with those whose play exudes it.  Emotion does not guide my compass unless my own team’s fate is at stake.  Perhaps I’m too detached.  Apathetic.  Superficial in my fandom.  Fair enough. But you will learn of me more in our coming weeks together.  For today, my time here is up, and I must bid you adieu until tomorrow.  I thank you for your patience in allowing for this introduction of sorts, and this peek into my basketball philosophy.
Yeah, yeah, we didn’t do one for every team. Not like you all won’t get your fair shake around here, for better or worse. Trust me, if you’re some of the teams out there, you don’t want to hear us talk about you.
But, with a little less than 48 hours to go before the season opener in Miami,we’re going to throw up some stuff discussing the upcoming season. And for starters, we bring you the Magic.
GUEST LECTURE
Today’s guest lecture comes from Eddy Rivera of MagicBasketball.Net. Eddy is a graduate student at Northwestern University and likes woolen socks.-Ed.
It’s championship or bust for the Orlando Magic. Like last year. But this year feels a little different. Yes, the Miami Heat are the proverbial elephant in the room and with LeBron James, Dwyane Wade, and Chris Bosh forming like Voltron, they will be the standard bearer in the Eastern Conference much to head coach Stan Van Gundy’s chagrin. Yes, the Boston Celtics remain the litmus test for the Magic, in the sense that the C’s will continue to be a difficult matchup with their personnel. The Celtics seemingly endless supply of big men, which begins with Kendrick Perkins (when healthy), Jermaine O’Neal, and ends with Shaquille O’Neal, will push the limits with Howard when the two conference rivals face off against each other.
Kanye West once said, “no one man should have all that power.”
However, there’s one player for Orlando that has the power to change everything that happens in the East and that’s Dwight Howard.
Since the Magic christened themselves as title contenders en route to their NBA Finals appearance in 2009, Howard has always had the power to determine his team’s road to a championship yet he’s come up short.
That’s why Howard is kicking things up a notch.
During the off-season, Howard spent a week in Houston working out with Hakeem Olajuwon and improving his low-post game. When video chronicling their training sessions surfaced on YouTube, the internet was abuzz. And when Orlando kicked off their preseason against — ironically — the Houston Rockets, the NBA was put on notice after Howard put on an offensive display against Yao Ming, blitzing him for 10 points in the first quarter when they were matched up head-to-head. Not just with hook shots, mind you, but with mid-range jumpers and spin moves. Granted, it was one game and Yao is not in tip-top form right now, but Howard doesn’t care (he pulled the same shenanigans against Emeka Okafor). Did I mention that Howard also sought out the wisdom of Karl Malone and another player that he would not name?
Howard is a man on a mission.
Correction. Howard is a serious man on a mission. No more goofing around. All the antics that people have been accustomed to seeing from Howard for the past six years when he’s on the court? No longer happening.
Losing sucks. Having the Heat take all the attention away from the Magic in the state of Florida, in the same conference, in the same division. That sucks, too. Those are some of the reasons why Howard has changed. Or if you take Howard’s word for it, he’s different because he “got older.”
Whatever the case may be, things have never been more interesting with Howard than they are right now. That’s precisely why Howard is one of the key players to watch in the league this season. For years, people have been waiting for Howard to fully evolve into a dominating two-way player.
Well, the wait might be over this year.
PLAYFUL TUNES:
PLAYER WHO COULD BE AN IMPACT GUY BUT PROBABLY WON’T BE:
Ryan Anderson. Why? Because I don’t trust SVG. That’s why. “Oh, he’s going to play Rashard more at the three.” “Oh, no, he’s not going to stick to a pure 4-out-1-in.” “Oh, he really believes in Anderson.” Don’t buy it. He’s a swindling mustachioed conniver trying to swindle me out of hope. That sonofagundy is giong to try and get me to buy into his mishmash nonsense of changing his ways, but I know better. Oh, Ryan will get minutes to start out. And he’ll play well. But then SVG will scream at him over some blown rotation where the other team doesn’t even score or for not being in position when Vince breaks the play anyway. And he’ll be back, buried, giving the sad panda face and trying not to cry on national television. I’m too smart for you, SVG. I’m not falling for your little nonsense anymore. I’m an adult now. An adults know: coaches don’t change.
(Possible exceptions: Larry Brown, Rick Carlisle, Rick Adelman, pretty much every coach ever.)
YOU SHOULD TOTALLY WATCH BECAUSE:
Good Goddamn can this team play basketball-o. Fast, strong, athletic, talented, skilled, versatile, efficient, dedicated, you got a superlative that’s good, they’ve got it. This is an incredibly good team on paper, and it translates on the floor for almost all the time. Boson detonating them like blowing up one of the legs of an underwater structure and watching the rigs fall into the ocean while the fish panic wasn’t them getting exposed, it was Boston getting revealed as one of the more dominant focus-level teams of the decade. The Magic shoot threes, dunk the ball, dribble-drive, play in transition, and defend like mad. There’s almost nothing to not like about this team.
YOU SHOULD TOTALLY HATE THIS TEAM BECAUSE:
They expose the true folly of underdogs in the NBA. Even when you’re the favorite, you’re not the favorite. That’s all I got. Oh,and they have this guy.
Noam Schiller is the author of and a contributing writer for Cowbell Kingdom and Both Teams Played Hard. Today his new column for Hardwood Paroxysm debuts as he seeks to explore those concepts which stretch the traditional limits of the game, its players, and the league. We are, of course, thrilled to have Noam on board as a regular contributor to HP. Please remove your shoes and walk with Noam to the Boundary and Nexus. -Ed.
First: An Introduction, Of Sorts:
If there is one thing that people absolutely despise, it is the idea of conformism.
Walk up to an ape-descendant and tell him that the intricate folds of his mind are identical to that of his ape-descendant brethren, and the reaction might make you drop the word “descendant†all together. It’s an infuriating concept, the thought that you, special being as you are, think just like everybody else. We want to believe we are different, that each and every one of us is free – if not physically, than mentally and spiritually. Wars have been fought and countries have risen from the blood and the ashes just to support the notion that no, I am me and you are you and we’re all awesome in multiple ways which we can’t understand. Except for Serge Ibaka, who is awesome in ways we all very easily understand and cherish.
The funny part is that by fighting against conformism, in tattooing the morals of individuality on our bodies and souls, and touting the anti-conformistic movement, we unintentionally turn the tables. Anti-conformism becomes the property of the masses, thus sneakily removing the need for the “anti†prefix that we so gladly boast. Conformism wins again, except that in doing so, it makes us feel victorious. Sneaky little movement, indeed. Revolutionists become yes men, outside the box is just the inside of a bigger, less discernible box (I got you now, Stephon Marbury!), and opening paragraphs become long and incoherent.
Of course, you’re not reading this because you’re brushing up on your ability to analyze social phenomena. There’s a reason why this site’s official twitter account is @HPbasketball and not @HPphilosophy. And in the NBA, unlike in the field of human behavior, conformism is pretty well received. You build teams, coach them, and win with them in a very certain way. And while there are outliers to the rules – as there are everywhere – the conventional wisdom chooses to ignore them, constantly reminding us that guys like pre-meltdown Don Nelson and Mike D’Antoni are fun to watch, but ultimately doomed to be unsuccessful.
Conventional wisdom is wrong.
Which is why I will be stopping by here every now and then to point out exactly where conventional wisdom is wrong, whether the gap between said perception and actual reality is being properly utilized, and how it can be blasted open to make the world a better place. Because even if dispatching well established beliefs is hard, there is always room for innovation and development.
Just remember, though – whether or not any of my “solutions†are applicable matters less than the actual message: in a game played by some of the world’s most versatile athletes, and taught by some of the world’s most versatile minds, there is absolutely no reason to stick one’s head in the sand and walk the same course that’s been walked for years just for the hell of it.
And hey, worst case scenario, you just won yourself a free Monty Python clip.
Positional Revolution, Noam Style:
If you ignore Lebron James, Chris Bosh, Amar’e Stoudemire, Carlos Boozer and David Lee signing free agent deals on new teams, Dwyane Wade, Joe Johnson and Rudy Gay re-upping with their old pals, Kevin Durant’s complete Durantulization of the FIBA World Championship, John Wall going first in the draft, David Kahn screwing up everything, Shaq going green, the Anthony Tolliver sweepstakes… basically, if you ignore everything but the NBA blogosphere, and most of the blogosphere itself, one might be inclined to call this the summer of the positional revolution.
Though the subject has been surfacing for quite a while now, the weak dam which was struggling to hold in the gushing waters of positional overthrow as is was blasted open by Drew Cannon of Basketball Prospectus, with his fantastic take on the subject. It was then revisited and revised multiple times throughout NBA cyberspace, including by HP’s very own Rob Mahoney (via The Two Man Game), and on this site by stats whiz Tom Haberstroh, whose name I managed to spell without checking. I heartily recommend you carefully read each and every take on this subject, as it is truly a riveting discussion, with great minds contributing their very valuable thoughts to it.
However, in the spirit of Boundary and Nexus, allow me to rewind even before Drew’s original post, to try and understand just how we arrived at inadequate positional definitions in the first place. Just empty your mind for a few seconds, forget everything you know about combo forwards and tweener shooting guards, and ask yourself why positions are even here.
This question doesn’t get asked nearly enough. In fact, I don’t think it gets asked at all. Every single time the ball goes up, we have 10 positions on the court, just as we have two hoops, three refs, and four lines which determine the court’s dimensions. But those things are part of the rules. Without them, the means available towards achieving the game’s objective would be murky and unclear. There would be no order.
How do positions instill order in the game? If I call Chris Paul a center, or if I call Andrew Bogut a ham sandwich, is the game played any differently? Will Bogut now be limited to guarding opposing unkosher delicatessen, or can he still matchup against other big men without the constant fear of being digested?
In and of their own, positions have absolutely no effect on gameplay. None. They are but names, artificial slots through which watching the game is easier, via some sort of generalization of roles. A point guard handles the ball, creates for his teammates, is the shortest guy on the court and guards the opposing player who fits the same description. Why? Just cuz. Don’t question it, go with the flow.
If you would be so kind as to tolerate a few sentences of two bit sports psychology, I believe that this is the reason why small ball resounds as basketball in its most purely chaotic form. In four seasons with Steve Nash and under Mike D’Antoni, the Phoenix Suns finished with the league’s 3rd, 2nd, 4th and 16th (this isn’t really what we’re discussing, but if you forgot what year it was when Shaq joined the Suns, this stat is a good place to start) best turnover ratios. The Golden State Warriors, widely considered the representative of anarchy in the NBA’s congress, haven’t dropped out of the top 13 in turnover ratio since 2002-2003.
Because those teams played smaller and faster then common sense dictates, though, our convention-tinted glasses show us a game trending towards the random, caution thrown in to the wind with no regard for consequence. Part of this is the illusion of pace – more possessions cause more turnovers regardless of how the teams execute those possessions – but even when looking at turnovers per game, the Warriors were 19th in the league last season, clearly sub-par, but not nearly as bad as their reputation would suggest. The Suns finished 7th, 3rd and 9th in the first 3 SSOL years. And yet, the stereotype remains.
Now, clearly there is much more to an organized game than turnovers. I’m not here to try and tell you that last year’s Warriors weren’t a complete and total mess. However, this is a phenomena worth mentioning: positions help organize the game in our heads, with us being fans, media, analyzers, and yes, even coaches. As far as the actual game, though, they are nothing but names. It’s not a coincidence that they derive their names from the numbers 1 through 5 – those numbers are the easiest labels possible for something that is, at the core of the matter, just a label.
This also shows in the actual names given to the positions. The name “guard†gives one the association of a player focused entirely on defense. Tell that to Mo Williams. “Forward†makes you think of an offensive player. Somehow, the memo slipped by Luc Richard Mbah a Moute. And sure, in the classic version of the game, the center is the one who plays in the middle, but I think we all know what happens when you put Channing Frye on the court.
I believe that a major contributor to this disparity is the build of basketball itself. Among the definitions of “position†on the online Merriam-Webster dictionary are the following:
1. an act of placing or arranging: as a : the laying down of a proposition or thesis b : an arranging in order;
2. a : the point or area occupied by a physical object;
3. a : relative place, situation, or standing;
In other sports, this makes for a very intuitive definition of positions. Baseball’s first baseman stands on first base. The wide receiver goes wide, and receives. Soccer’s defensive midfielder plays in the middle of the field, while focusing more on defensive assignments. Positions are not only defined by where the athlete is placed on the field and what they do there, but derive their names from it. Everybody fits into a very certain mold, with special players being able to play multiple positions – but never transcending them.
Basketball is very different in this regard. First and foremost, the court is much smaller, which means that every player arrives at every single spot on the court at some point or another. We are thus deprived of the most dominant characteristic for naming positions. You’ll never call a player a “left baseliner†or a “right free-throw-line-extendederâ€, even if it’s a player who tends to drift towards those spots on the court, because it’s absolutely ridiculous.
Also excluding basketball from other sports is the increased mobility. All ten players are (at least theoretically) involved in both offense and defense. Points are given in different portions for baskets made from different areas of the court. The ideal basketball player isn’t one who is outstanding at a few categories, but the best at everything. And if he does everything and is good at everything, how can his position be named after what it is that he does?
Denied the chance of defining positions in a manner similar to other sports, basketball positions are usually a function of size and skill. The first part makes some sense – in no other game is a player’s frame so critical, because in no other game do you have the objective of placing round spheres in tall places.
The skill part, though, is a problem. There are so many different things one needs from a basketball player – ball handling, the ability to create for both his teammates and himself, rebounding, outside shooting, inside shooting, mid-range shooting, height on defense, speed on defense, awareness on defense, and not being Adam Morrison, to name a few. As any statistician will tell you, when you have so many traits, there are infinite possible combinations of these traits to put together in a player. Ignoring almost all of these combinations to create 5 “positions†leaves one with very few traditional basketball players.
Then you add the height as well. Conventional wisdom says that players of certain height do certain things. Well, what if they don’t? What if you had a 7 footer with Derrick Rose’s lightning speed, Steve Nash’s ball handling skills, Lebron James’ court vision, Anthony Morrow’s outside shooting, and Al Jefferson’s post game? What position would he be?
And yet, despite myriad evidence that it makes no sense, we insist on defining positions by skill set. This league is full of point guards who don’t get points, shooting guards who can’t shoot, small forwards who are big, power forwards who are weak, and centers that consistently stay in the outskirts of the court. Tweeners, exceptions, oddities – call them what you want, but they are a dominant part of this game, at times even the best the game has to offer. Forcing them into this predetermined mold makes no sense. If Evan Turner isn’t enough of a shooter to play next to Andre Iguodala at the 2, than he isn’t enough of a shooter to play next to Andre Iguodala anywhere.
Cannon’s brilliant piece delved into the skill set subject at great length. Cannon categorizes players not by traditional position, but separately on offense and defense, with offense being what I called “skill set†and defense being predicated on size. Using this system, teams need not to have a 1, a 2, etc., what they need is an ensemble of players that can guard all sizes, and whose skills on offense complement each other to the point of capably scoring. Much more descriptive than the traditional build, since it actually describes what it is players do. Sounds like such a basic premise, but amazingly, it has been ignored so far.
However, this system is still far from flawless. The offensive positions (handler, creator, scorer, rebounder) are still way too general, and apart from the separation between the two ends of the court, the defensive look is still very close to the traditional one. As Tom Ziller eloquently countered:
“If Rodrigue Beaubois is a “D1″ — meaning he guards point guards despite often playing shooting guard next to Jason Kidd or J.J. Barea — then you’re assuming there are “1s” for him to guard, which is just the type of assumption the Positional Revolution aims to destroy.â€
As Ziller says, the D1 through D5 premise is yet again predicated on defining players by both skill set and height. Cannon’s method plots his defensive positions on a “size-speed” scale, but matching up with an opponent’s size and speed isn’t always the best way to guard him. A prime example here is a player who has been breaking positional templates for over a decade now in Dirk Nowitzki. On paper, Cannon’s method would have Dirk guarded by a D4. However, historically, Dirk has had the most trouble playing against tenacious yet undersized defenders, such as Bruce Bowen and Stephen Jackson (by the way, it’s no coincidence that so many of these examples come straight from the mind of Don Nelson), who would be cast as D2/D3 types.
The question which has to be asked here – is there really such a thing as defensive position? Isn’t that side of the court completely matchup based anyway? Think how often you’ve heard concerns that a player can guard big point guards, but not quick ones, or perimeter big men, but not post up guys. And even that doesn’t go deep enough, because within these lines you then need to distinguish between high volume shot blockers, top notch stealers, or those who are adept at drawing charges. If we truly categorize defenders by who they can check and how they can do it, we’ll end up with too many positions to keep track of. Such a system has no value.
Which leads me to my own, personal basketball experiences. As a player in high school, we had positions 1 through 5. However, these positions had very little to do with what we could actually do. Sure, the 1 usually handled the ball and the 5 was usually the tallest, but I played every position from 1 to 4 despite being one of the shortest guys on the team. The value of the positions had nothing to do with what every player could do on the court, but in defining where players stood within the offense, and in running plays. Much like I mentioned earlier – they were merely an organizational tool. On defense, they were ignored completely – each player checked somebody from the other team, and if the matchup was bad, we switched.
Taking things even further away from the NBA, just for the sake of the argument, think of pick-up basketball. If you show up on an asphalt court and call “I’ve got small forward!”, you probably won’t be permitted to play. But what separates pick-up ball from professional ball (apart from the obviously heightened level of play)? Coaching. Order. A hierarchy that goes past “give me the ball because I’m the loudest”.
I’m very much on board with the positional revolution, because it maximizes assets much better than tradition. The five established positions offer some wiggle room, but not enough to encompass players of all kinds and types. As such, it is more than likely that every team in the league has multiple “unorthodox” players on their roster. If they are utilized in an unorthodox way as well, their abilities can be utilized to the fullest. But if you take a Tyreke Evans and tell him he has to focus only on creating for his teammates, or take a Dirk Nowitzki and deny him the chance to play outside of the post, you’re missing out.
The value of the positional revolution isn’t the creation of new positions. It’s in dropping the positional system entirely. No more this guy versus that guy, just 5 on 5. Sure, it’s much easier to offer analysis when all it includes is a number from 1 to 5. But we mustn’t allow our laziness as fans to get in the way of properly understanding the game. On the verge of a season where a team without a traditional point guard or a traditional center might play basketball of unprecedented quality, it may be time we realize that.
He has not been here, you understand. It’s just as much new territory for him as it is for the other two, or the other 12. He does not know what it’s like to have this kind of help. O’Neal? There was no alley-oop for him to strut over. O’Neal had been contained, which is why the young gun had to go to the rack time and time again. But he did it. He sacrificed his body. Stop.
That’s an important phrase here. Â Because he did. He sacrificed his body to get that ring. And of all the ones who switched locales this summer, he’s the one who has his own jewelry. He has a legacy to build upon, not rewrite. He has an empire to expand, not rebuild.
Dwyane Wade is his own man, the leader of the pack, and for some reason we continue to not buy into that fact.
Understand that I’m only talking about those so-cliched meanderings of criticism from those that judge every star player by whether or not that gold shines on their hand. LeBron James is a better player than Dwyane Wade. He just is. And not just in the anticipative senses regarding rebounding and defense. We’re talking perimeter shooting. Assists, dynamics. LeBron is some sort of engine that can drive any vehicle to a top seed in conference. And while the quick-to-condemn will pounce upon his failures once that special time comes in spring, it’s not like that Game 5 is indicative of James’ playoff career history. He almost always goes down, guns blazing, trip-doub dancing, perplexing us with how he can be so good and yet his team so incomplete.
But those same attributes that James’ legion of doubting Thomas’ cling to, those that ignore the actual play and the actual dominance and the actual talent? Those same attributes aren’t just dressings on Wade. They’re in his blood stream. They’re hard wired into his codex. They’re plugged into his cortex and run from spinal fluid to fingertips. The man wins. Dragging, pulling, shoving cumbersome, shapeless masses of teams into the playoffs year after year, he’s still succeeded. Â There is a gear in Wade that does not exist in James, nor Bosh, nor Stoudemire, nor, to be honest, Bryant, at this point. Don’t get me wrong, Kobe’s gear is still far out in front of Wade’s when it comes to desire for the W. But Bryant wins games with game winning shots in dramatic fashion. He draws fouls and out-smarts his opponents into succumbing to his very specialized and very individually centric bag of tricks. But Wade? Wade can take over at both ends. That famous, meaningless, regular season game in Chicago being a perfect example of what he’s capable of. He can take over a game where no matter how secure your lead, no matter how stout your defense, it can feel like it’s unraveling just from his steps on the floor. This does not make him a better player than Kobe Bryant. Let me say it again. This does not make him a better player than Kobe Bryant. Who cares about rankings at this point?
No, the point instead is that he is the real lion. Â Or rather, he’s the gryphon behind the lion that is James. He’s already proven himself. Wade has done everything we want of our athletes. Gave their all at a young age. Sacrificed his body. Became a positive, active force in the community (you know why there are so many interviews with Wade over the summer? Because he’s always talking to someone during a charity event). Won a ring. Hungered for more. Demanded his team improve. Re-signed for less money in the city that drafted him. Worked to convince free agents to come to his team. He’s everything we’ve shredded LeBron for and yet still we fail to embrace him fully, and even carry some small degree of disdain for him because…what? His boss is a good salesman? His friends thought he was the one to join? He finally won’t have to do it all?
Watching him with help is going to be bizarre. There’s part of you that’s positive this is going to be the best thing in the world for him, unlocking his full potential and allowing him to be more than the player he was on his own. And there’s part of you that wonders if there’s no way this can work, that he’s too used to, no, too driven to possession of the rock. Not just in the final seconds, but the final minutes, final quarter, second halve. There’s a fear that the body won’t hold up and it’ll be the same wear and tear he went through for us early on that buries him.
But most likely, this is a new era for him, and it’s entirely possible he does take the reins from LeBron and is the leader. He certainly seemed to be that to me in the roughly fifteen seconds I spent in the locker room. The one comfortable and confident enough to screw with the veterans, to talk to the rookies, to conduct himself as both the brand and the player. He’s the one who walked the line and came away clean. You know what it’s reminiscent of? Magic. The young star that comes in and wins immediately, and somehow manages to walk that line: the one between cut-throat desperation to win and laughing, lovable public hero. Even with his custody battle spilled upon the pages and web, he’s sidestepping trouble and will walk away from this for the better. He’s untouchable, even if the shoulder, elbow, knee is not. And mentally? Make no mistake. This distraction will not be one. He has always handled his business and conducted himself as he should. He’ll do the same with this, and when he’s through, he’ll return to the one thing he’s shown to care about more than anything: winning.
For all the talk of how easy they made it on themselves, or how flawed the team is, or the questions of ego and flow, what if this is it? What if this is not the era of James or even a reveal of the Great Triad, but simply the final right framing for what we should have known all along.
Dwyane Wade is the Gamechanger, and he’ll save us all.
Like most ideas that come from our brains, this one was largely an accident and not a very well conceived. At one point or another, Mahoney and I came to the conclusion that we wanted this new project, that we wanted it to be inclusive, and we wanted it to be new. What formed out of it was Voice on the Floor.
The idea? It’s an audio blog. Or a podcast. Or a podcast blog. Or something. The general concept that we’re striving for is “NPR for the NBA.” Or as one person tagged it, “This American NBA Life.” We didn’t want to do a normal podcast with two of us talking about stuff, we have those on Paroxysm and we’ll have them again. Instead what we wanted was an audio magazine, featuring two elements. An in-depth interview, my only content production of the project, and spoken-word essays, performed by both Mahoney and the wonderful talented people we’ve encountered in our time out here in the Wild, Wild West.
There will be one “issue” released every Wednesday, except for next Tuesday, where we celebrate the opening of the season.
So why are we doing this? Because we want to do something new. I want to work on being a great interviewer, and Mahoney likes the sound of his own voice.
Nothing changes at Paroxysm, this is just something else we’re doing, in addition to everything else we have going on (and we have a lot going on). But we’re exceptionally excited about the concept, and the content we’ll be bringing you in the next couple of months.
We’re also excited about improving our equipment, because right now, it sucks, and we know that. We hope you’ll stick with it like an early Black Keys album.
Our first issue?
Since looking back on the Wizards season, I wanted someone, anyone to touch on the monumental disaster that went down in the district last year. What resulted was a three-part interview. Kyle Weidie of TruthAboutIt.Net, Mike Prada of Bullets Forever, and Michael Lee of the Washington Post were kind enough to give me their time. In the end, we have an arc to look back at the most disastrous season in NBA History. Parts 1 and 2 are up now, Part 3 with Kyle will be up shortly.
Rob Mahoney kicks off his VOTF career with a narration of one of the most famous plays in history, Shaq’s legendary alley-oop from Kobe in the Conference Finals against the Blazers. It’s pure Mahoney, and it’s theater in its most basketballest form.
Our first guest is Matt from Blog-A-Bull, who finally puts to .mp3 all the problems he’s had with Bulls management over the years. It is a clear and concise picture of why exactly Bulls fans are so restless despite their recent fortune.
We’ll see how this project goes, and we have some big plans for guests. Next week’s season preview issue features Dave McMenamin of ESPNLA.com on the Lakers, John Karalis of RedsArmy.com on how the NBA’s gone soft, and Eddy Rivera with a piece entitled, “I Hope LeBron James Destroys Us All.”
Catch you next time on Voice on the Floor. Enjoy.
If you have feedback, suggestions, or want to contribute to VOTF, contact us at voiceonthefloor@gmail.com
However, outside of the beautiful basketball we saw a tempestuous glimpse into the overall message of what was lost and how easily worlds can be torn apart. It left me feeling fairly sad about the entire project. Some may criticize the use of Vlade as the film’s simultaneous muse and a narrator, but I found it to be the only way to dive into the events of what happened and the emotional dissonance that rose from these friendships being put on hold — some permanently.I’m not going to pretend to know what it would be like to watch my country be torn apart by war while halfway across the world. That’s something I’ve never been able to relate to and not a concept I can even really wrap my head around. But I think the majority of us can empathize with how it is to lose a friend. Watching Vlade discuss how his friendships were put aside because of something he couldn’t control was fairly heartwrenching on some level.
Harper with a terrific review of “Once Brothers” on TrueHoop. The Reviews have been fantastic, and if you get a chance, you really should see it. Zach will convince you as such.
Also, very exciting, Zach’s running TrueHoop this week! We couldn’t be happier for one of our writers to be running TrueHoop, and without a court order or anything. It’s really exciting and we’re thrilled for Zach’s opportunity.
To that end, we want to help Zach out as much as possible. So for the Bullets this week, you guys need to send him links. His email is zharper@talkhoops.net. Send him stuff you think is relevant and groundbreaking. Actually, it turns out, I’ve already found a site for you guys to send him stuff from. It’s a relevant news site often featured on Google News and CBS. It’s got the kind of stuff Zach’s looking for. Smart, edgy content that he could really use. So you should send him links. LOTS of links from here. DEFINITELY SEND HIM LINKS FROM THIS SITE.
“I was at home watchin’ my Arkansas Razorbacks,” Blazers center Steven Hill told me today through some laughter. “I was in Arkansas watchin’ my Razorbacks playing Texas A&M and beat them. My agent calls and says, ‘Do you want to go to Portland?’ I said, ‘Let’s do it.’”
YOU GUYS, HE EVEN TALKS LIKE A DUDE FROM THE OZARKS! Seriously, give him a dip, some cammo, and have him put me in a headlock and he could have been one of my classmates. Some stuff you should be aware of, since this time, he’s going to stick. Seriously. The Blazers have no centers. I’m expecting Marcus Camby to get bit by the monkey from Outbreak at this point. He’s sticking. The fans love him. And hey, he’s from Branson Missouri, went to school in Fayetteville, Arkansas. He’s good folk, as we say down yonder.
Anyway, some stuff you should be aware of.
He’s going to be good at either Go-Kart racing or mini-golf. It’s conceptually possible he’s adept at the virtual reality game that was around for like two summers. Do NOT cross the man at skee-ball.
He’s likely a connoisseur at wax figures, particularly ones that do not look anything like their intended subject.
Almost definitely has eaten at Cracker Barrel more than you.
May have developed “IMAX” eyes.
Is currently the most knowledgeable NBA player on the following subjects: chainsaw art, fake glass angels, racoon infestations, and Silver Dollar city.
Seriously, this guy needs to make it. LET HIM STAY, MCMILLAN. MY PEOPLE NEED THIS.