I'm thieving quotes from Rocky 6... 'cause it's who we are... and I'm all in.
Duke: You know all there is to know about fighting, so there's no sense us going down that same old road again. To beat this guy, you need speed - you don't have it. And your knees can't take the pounding, so hard running is out. And you got arthritis in your neck, and you've got calcium deposits on most of your joints, so sparring is out.
Paulie: I had that problem.
Duke: So, what we'll be calling on is good ol' fashion blunt force trauma. Horsepower. Heavy-duty, cast-iron, piledriving punches that will have to hurt so much they'll rattle his ancestors. Every time you hit him with a shot, it's gotta feel like he tried kissing the express train. Yeah! Let's start building some hurtin' bombs!
This is our version of the 2012/13 New York Knicks... blunt force, hurtin' bomb dropping old-heads who know all there is to know about ballin'.
Maybe it's just because I hate cliche's and frontrunners and dig trendsetters more than trendfollowers... or maybe it's because things have sucked for so long that this rag-tag roster of long-toothed wily coyotes is starting to look like a beautiful oasis of winning basketball players.
I'm not really sure what the reason is... but I'm chomping at the bit to find out if our basketball experiment of a team can actually sucker punch the rest of the league ('cause we sho' 'nuff have the players for some sucker punching).
While other teams are boringly trying to put together a balanced roster of stars, rooks and vets... we're pretty much saying "fuck it... let's just old school the shit outta the league".
Sure, we have Amare, Melo, Tyson, Ray, JR, Shump, Brewer and Novak who are all of "normal" age... but our strategy... our only hope... is to commit fully to the idea that above average defense and savvy basketball IQ will give us a punchers chance... which is why being the oldest team in NBA history feels so right even when it's gotten so easy to fall in love with the guys who destroy at the combines.
Yeah, we have guys who can score, but it seems like this part of the game is an after-thought in our pursuit of victories. Coach Woody, who is admittedly over the young talent thing, is all-in with the old-school philosophy... and I'm a believer that if we're going to go old... let's do it right... half-court, 80's style, suffocating old... with the occasional Shumptifying rim-rattler.
Let's throw waves of veteran savvy at teams. When one old smart grumpy goes down, we have 2 more old grumpy's to fill in... and when those 2 go down... we've got 2 more... and if they go down... we'll just hit the telephones and call Jerry Stackhouse, or shit, we'll just suit up Herb and Lasalle.
So I guess what I'm saying is that I love the commitment to a strategy that's never been done to this depth. I love the idea of beating superior athletes with old school, chair-pulling, no flopping, hard fouling, defense talking team ball.
So 'Sheed, JKidd, Crazy Eyes, Gumby and Prigs... you may be outnumbered by the "normal" aged fellas, but your voices, reputations, smarts, street cred and track records will set the tone... and I personally can't wait to watch the rest of the young'ens learn and follow.
Damn hyperbole can be fun...