The Cavs have really created a mess for themselves with last night's performance in San Antonio. Being down 2-0 in the NBA Finals is something that only three teams in NBA history have ever overcome (1969 Celtics, 1977 Blazers and last year's Heat). But as Miami's recent example proves, it is something that can be done.
It would help, of course, if the Cavs' opponent wasn't so good--or at least if the Cavs didn't think that they were so good. This team is intimidated by the Spurs, and it starts with Mike Brown, who appears about as confident in his decision making on the bench as Shooter Flatch did in Hoosiers.
How does Brown let Larry Hughes hobble up and down the court for 20 minutes? Hell, if no offense and no defense are what you want, put me in coach, I'm ready to play. For that matter, why not take a chance with LeBron and two fouls, instead of just passively watching the game slip away in the first quarter while your franchise sits on the bench nibbling on his nails? You can be damn sure that Jimmy Chitwood would've played against South Bend Central with two fouls.
As you can tell by now, most of what I know about basketball I learned from Hoosiers. But that doesn't mean I'm wrong. Mike, run the ol' Picket Fence if you have to, but do something!
Monday, June 11, 2007
Mike Brown and Shooter Flatch: Separated at Birth?
Posted by Hornless Rhino at 7:47 AM
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