It was just one of those games.  I guess that's because it's just another one of those seasons.  The Knicks showed up today.  Which is better than what they have done the last 8 or 9 times these teams have played.  But still it wasn't nearly enough.  The celtics and their mildly horrendous bench players thrashed us when they expressed interest and kept us at arm's length the rest of the time.  It was ugly only because we are unable to accomplish what we set out to do - whereas the celtics beat us even before the game started just simply by being mentally tougher.  nate was a saving grace, and david lee played well.  but both of them were traded at half time and did not return.  stephon suited up but was nursing a sore left brain.

Once again Rondo annihilates our front line because he charges the rim uncontested and drops 56 on us, while missing a ghastly one shot all night.  He also dished for 18 assists and had 17 rebounds and 14 steals.  ray alien was a silent assassin making 5 of 6 from downtown and 8 of 11 for the night.  Garnett yelled at everyone in the Garden individually and they listened intently and then got quiet.  He finished the game with 12 points on 4 for 4 shooting with 8 rebounds and 4 assists in 7 minutes of court time.  paul peirce also had a nice game shooting 8 of 17 from the floor and 17 for 19 from the stripe.  he finished with 37.  kendrick perkins had his way with us.  eddie house jacked up a bunch of threes and rushed the ball past half court really quickly every time he had to bring the ball up.  tony allen was called for 8 palming violations and four traveling calls.  bib baby bavis ran around like a 2 year old and managed to get 8 points in three minutes of court action.  brian scalabrine.  leon powe stuck out his elbows.

as for the knickerbonkers.... goosedown managed to walk it up a bunch of times finishing with 6 points, 8 assists and 6 turnovers.  al harrington scored 26 points but took 42 shots.  jared jeffries missed an uncontested lay up and then fumbled the ball out of bounds on a wide open breakaway.  the only saving grace on that play being that it was on the wrong rim.  wilson chandler was clearly still suffering from that awful case of CFS.  he will be undergoing a barrage of testing from the medical staff before and following practice tomorrow, they think it's stage two.  but they are unclear if it's type A or type F.  as previously stated nate the great and david lee came out and led the charge for a bit.  but then at half time they did not come out of the locker room.  lee was sent to the magic for adonal foyle and brian cook plus a conditional second round pick.  foyle figures to the starting power forward right away with harrington taking over lee's spot at the pivot and jeffries moving down to shooting guard because of his versatility.  nate was also dealt, but to pheonix for steve kerr's toast's jelly.  at press time it appears that either richard dumas' or cedric ceballos' expired contract was also included in the deal.  the knicks were holding out for ceballos but accepted the trade before kerr decided that he wanted butter AND jelly.  needless to say it was over before the fat lady took the stage.  hopefully i can be proven wrong in the moments to come.

feh.

i didn't see the game except for about 20 seconds in the middle of the fourth.  we were down twenty or something. 

we all knew what was going to happen.  what you didn't know is what was going to happen to me...

i got in a cab at 6:17 - tip off time.  went to the lower east side and visited a pushy friend for a minute.  i was 15 minutes late for nothing in particular.  i was then told that i am funnier than he thought i was.  i debated whether that was compliment or not.  i decided that it was in essence a compliment, from an know-it-all who lacks wit.  so i smiled and nodded.  when i left i felt like wiping the slime off.  so i played with a baby dog (an all white pitbull) named dumbo.  dumbo tried to eat the shoelaces on my new expensive boots.  so we had to play slappy-head.  which is really the best dog game to play.  luckily dumbo rolled over in order to have her belly scratched.  and got stuck like a turtle.  then i went and hung out with a dalmation who was shedding for a while she was really soft.  then i went to a porn star's house.  she had life-size doll's of herself hanging out in her apartment.  sitting at the table, by the couch - you know, hangin out.  somewhere along the way a tv was on and the knicks were down by more than i cared to count.  late.

i have not looked at box scores or anything.  no writing - nothing.  but, here's how the game went:

peirce was nowhere to be found but then railed off 9 straight (un answered) to put it out of reach late in the first, finished with 18.  rondo could not be stopped off the dribble and he made half court sets turn into weird delayed fast breaks time and again.  he finished with 30 points, plus 8 assists and 3 rebounds and 5 steals and 0 turnovers.  ray allen had a quiet 18, despite missing 5 wide open threes.  garnett scored 18 on 6-6 shooting from the field and from the line!  he added 8 boards and 3 blocks and a steal.  kendrick perkins had 16 and 7.  their bench got it done led by the shakiest player east of new york, tony allen, who got 4 dunks and even hit 2 jumpers.  falling away. 

the knicks slouched.  harrington had17 points on 26 shots.  david lee had 12 and 9.  duhon shed the "good defender" title.  while taking only 5 shots and missing 4.  nate robinson was the only glimmer of hope bringing the knicks under ten on two occasions.  he had 26 with 4 assists and 8 rebounds but shot only 30%.  quentin was lights out early and faded fast.  wilson had a tough time guarding garnett and peirce and got discouraged early and never regained his confidence.  shot 3 for 11.  and got no rebounds.  and had 4 shots blocked. 

knicks lose.  by 28.  but it was really more of a 19 point game, the celtics just didn't quit at the end like the knicks did.  you have been recapped.

i'm not really a suns fan... but i was a HUGE suns fan when d'antoni was there, and i think they got robbed a number of times, and while we were so bad, the suns were a thing of beuaty to watch.  i want amare and i want steve nash on our team.  but the rest of them dudes don't do it for me.  barbosa a little.  anyhow in a bit of self promotion i won this contest:

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hey all you classic dudes,

so you know we traded my favorite player (jamal).  and we traded physical syrup (zach).  and we traded the most pathetic excuse for a professional basketball player i have ever seen (margy collins).  

we still have nate.  duhon has played some efficient ball.  david lee has some room to work.  wilson chandler is on the up and up.  my dunny calamari might one day hit the ground running.  

so listen up.  the king is coming to view his empty throne atop the madison square garden.  the king is on his way right now!  yes - THIS TUESDAY as a matter of fact!  i advise you to get your dumb ass off the couch and go to the game and serenade the king. 

calling all maidens, knights, jesters, friars, men of virtue and passion, women of wisdom and candor - i call out to you!  get your bum ass to this game and make this guy feel like new york is the only place on this planet worth playing basketball in.  make him realize that the garden and new york is truly the mecca of basketball.  go to the game - deliver unbridled passion and force him to realize how quiet and unenthusiastic it feels like to play basketball in cleveland night in and night out.  

so!  what say you?!  posting and toasting family outing or what?

you can go back to your couch when the pistons roll into town.  and then maybe we can go and watch jamal playing with his new friends from his new school on saturday.

does any body live in nyc and want to join a basketball league?  like urban professionals league or some type of thing like that.  i would like to play but i don't really know more than a few guys that would actually commit to doing it. 

if you know of a different league i'd appreciate any info... i did urban professionals once... was ok...  also if there is one in brooklyn you know about... i would do that, but would not be able to get as many people to join.

i'm a pass first guard who likes to push.  and i do mean shove.  i play hard but i'm not concerned with the actual win... just competition.

let me know,

stodgy