Tuesday, May 28, 2013
Tuesday, May 7, 2013
Is Derrick Rose a Dark Alley Guy?
Saturday Night Fever is Iconic, so don’t give me that “I’m
too young to have seen it” bullshit excuse, the movie had to have come up at
some point (minus curse words) in your life while watching TV. Did it age
poorly? Yeah, but while you were sitting there poking fun at the bellbottoms
and Travolta doing the hustle ONE scene stuck with you –the fight scene. The
reason it stuck out is because it doesn’t matter if you went to school in the
80’s like me or your rocking skinny jeans YOU have a fight story to tell. And
you can remember who stood up and who folded like it was yesterday. We all have
“that homie”, he’s cool on many levels, you can drink with a brotha and chase
girls but when something jumps off you sees a whole different side of him. When
“Bobby C” jumped in that car and sped away while his homies were getting bloody
you felt the betrayal, because if you’re “with” some cats and one of you gets
beat down, you all get beat down. You may be 60 years old right now but the way
he behaved that night back in 1973 probably tilted the scales when if it came
time to choose a best man for your wedding - I mean, can you call that dude
when she takes half your shit and cheats with your boss?. NO. So When fists
start flying or things get rough you want a dude who is down for whatever, and I’ll
bet everyone reading this knows “that guy”- he may not be your number one ace
but for lack of a better term Reggie Miller calls him a “dark alley” guy.
If need be NBA teams who are in a tight spot like to know the
best player can be a “dark alley” guy. Picture Isiah Thomas limping up the
court in the 1988 finals on one leg while the league’s premier perimeter defender
(Michael Cooper) had no chance of checking him.
The Chicago Bulls have that guy, and his name is Joakim Noah
but the problem is last night he was in a dark alley back to head with “More
Heart than Height” Nate Robinson and it shouldn’t have to be this way. Yeah I
know; us Bulls fans are supposed to whisper and be mindful not to rattle the soft-spoken
humble hero Derrick Rose and we certainly don’t want to provoke Michael Wilbon
into calling us Neanderthals-but why the hell not?. Clearly Wilbon is just
being condescending, and he seems to forget a young man who came back from a
broken foot with a far worse team than this one and dropped 63 on arguably the
best team of All Time. It’s not like
Derrick knows what we’re saying anyway, and it’s not like his teammates who were
pucking their guts out ten feet from him last Thursday night made an impact-because
he’s in the tightest bubble his contract can afford. Saturday night the Bulls
went to Brooklyn shorthanded and came out bloodied but victorious and like Bobby
C in Saturday Night Fever Rose just stared off in the window impervious to
struggle. What they got for winning that street fight is a date with LeBron
James who let’s face it gives Rose the creeps even when healthy. I understand
his concerns; they’ve been beaten into our heads since he was cleared to play
TWO months ago. I even liked seeing him on the bench and loved hearing about
his progress but how much is too much? I’m pretty sure if I were a player
fighting for my life I wouldn’t take kindly to a teammate who is killing me in
practice just tagging along to my funeral in Miami. If Rose can hint at playing
then guess what? He can play, and that’s all a guy needs to do to let his team
know he’s a dark alley guy-just ask David Lee.
The Bulls don’t need his Pyrotechnics and Acrobatics, they
need his heart, just ask Willis Reed.
Reggie Rose may talk a good game, but I doubt he understands
the building blocks of Michael Jordan’s greatness, he’s too young to understand
that Jordan’s fate was sealed in that 63 point outburst in a loss
against Boston. Michael didn’t have a brother come out and bitch about Charles
Oakley at the trade deadline, he got after it. The commercials fail to convey
that Jordan was determined to foretell the future and display (for the first
time) his legendary defiance. Nobody is asking Rose to “be D-Rose” nor to beat
Miami, we merely want him to lay the groundwork for the future and establish
himself as the leader in that locker room. Max Deals aren’t doled out to cover
long bouts of insecurity, this isn’t Boxing, there’s no time to go back to your
old neighborhood and grow a beard because the streets are watching and mental
frailty will be pounced on until you defeat it- just ask LeBron. When Jordan
showed the grit to come back from a broken foot and destroy the Celtics he was
sending a calling card; he was letting the Basketball Aristocracy know he was
coming and it was only going to get worse for them. He’s still the biggest
brand in sports but back then that was the last thing on his mind, he
understood that if there was anything mental going down he would be the one
imposing it, if only Isiah Thomas had gotten the memo.
How are LeBron James and the Miami Heat in 2014 and 2015
supposed to have any reservations about a team led by a guy who can sit there
and watch his boys getting housed with no response? How can he sit there after
what the Bulls were able to accomplish as a GROUP against this team in Game 1
and worry about aesthetics and your former dominant self? A diminished Rose
needs to get out there and run some off guard (while Nate goes all “Nate”) in
limited minutes and get used to being a ball mover because clearly Miami has
zero problems dealing with the ball dominant version of himself that he’s
waiting on. Fighting isn’t about winning; it’s about a willingness to fight
which is why the Celtics were able to turn a 3 year project into 6 years.
Joakim Noah Is Derricks “brother” and he’ll protect him till the end but you can’t
tell me he isn’t wondering if he may have to be the big brother from here on
out.
If this is the case that’s fine, but if it is please don’t
ask us to invest in the idea of someone who has been obviously miscast. It isn’t
hard, and it isn’t even a threat to this amazing future Rose’s people seem to
presume is going to occur since he’s won the MVP- fighting is more muscle
memory than anything going on in his knee. Luol Deng didn’t project the spinal
tap situation going off the rails but everybody in that locker room knows he
made every effort to knuckle up. Kirk Hinrich may not be worthy of Rose’s older
brothers respect but damnit he’s willing, so despite what Miami brings he isn’t
on that “Bobby C” shit, if he can practice he’ll be there. Dwayne Wade was hurt
last year and everybody said he was finished but LeBron knew he was more hurt
than he let on. LeBron is looking at a banged up Wade this year as well but
he’s comforted by the fact that Wade will dig deep when he has to.
James has never benefitted from a healthy Dwayne Wade, and if
he re-signs with Miami after 2014 he never will. But I’m not sure health is
what he values in Wade and I can easily see him resigning despite the physical
frailties of his road dog because he will never have to deal with what the
Bulls are dealing with now. Because despite the funny glasses and the fact that
Wade dresses and plays a pampered athlete on TV his core is all Chicago, at his
core when the going gets tough Dwayne Wade is a two fisted “Dark Alley Guy”.
Saturday, May 4, 2013
Can Robert Guerrero Pay the “Talent Tax” Victory Requires?
Watching Ruben Guerrero rant about Floyd Mayweather
being a “woman beater” is entertaining and at first glance leads one to think;
ok now this fight is sold but then what?. All of Mayweather’s fights (since
2007) have been sold one way or another, and if you’re into the soap opera
aspect of a PPV “event” Floyd is Boxing’s premiere leading man. Opponents tend
to get invited to guest star in “As the Money turns” and catch the pre-fight
fever; the contagion that propels them into the narrative of the event, some
call it fifteen minutes of fame but I call it 12 rounds of reality. Call me a
cynic but each time an opponent decides to become a costar despite the obvious circumstances
the script is always the same, “I’m not
like the rest, I’m gonna beat Floyd up, blah blah blah”. It really isn’t hard
to write you know, you don’t have to watch more than one episode of mob wives
to know that somebody is going to say “do you know who I am!?” boobs will pop
out and shoes will be thrown-it’s formulaic. Golden Boy Promotions (sorry TMT,
until you promote a stand-alone card without Floyd you’re a front) is even
savvy enough to make sure there’s an “insert Mexican (or Latin) opponent” for
Cinco Di Mayo and Mexican Independence Day every year to guarantee the really
“Money” in boxing will be at the party. It works, but I haven’t tuned in to any
of the CBS/Showtime All Access shows because I wanted to present you with a
pragmatic, boiled down thesis on what is really important in this tonight.
TAXES
Floyd “is” slowing down, what happened in those moments when
Miguel Cotto put him on his heels last May was a real function of age- and so
what, the point is what is Guerrero gonna do about it?. This theme is as old as
Boxing, and like our Tax code difficult to get around, when there is a huge
deficit in talent the less talented fighter has to be able to absorb the taxes
levied by the powers that be to come out on top-period end of story. Carmen
Basillio paid in full when he defeated Sugar Ray Robinson in 1957, and Miguel
Cotto tried to pay in increments and got what he deserved in 2012, a pat on the
head. Floyd Mayweathers gifts and acumen is not only greater than Guerrero’s,
his ability to deploy them is the closest thing we have to institutional
control in boxing- if you challenge the system you will be taxed into further
deficits until you become a victim. What Guerrero is attempting tonight is
nothing short of Revolution, and Revolutionaries don’t sleep nor do they take a
step back when tagged by a straight right hand. When you are toppling a regime
that can’t understand anything but control you have to create Marshall Law in
the ring, beating Mayweather by points is like asking a Dictator to nicely to
step down-aint happening. Rocky Marciano never enjoyed one advantage going into
any Championship fight, but he
prospered because the man across the ring knew he was willing to die- he
actually overpaid the talent Tax to the point of intimidation. Ali called
Frazier a Guerilla to degrade him; I call him one because he dragged Ali into
the jungle, disarmed him of his fancy weaponry and tried to club him to death.
Bravado is often ignorance, but a smart fighter knows what he is facing and
understands that he must pay for the right to be competitive with a superior
force, and this understanding gave us the Joe Frazier’s of the world.
In recent years only Zab Judah had the talent to avoid paying
taxes for 4 rounds, he too was a “potential” elitist, but he lacked the mental
toughness to take what he wanted- because the elite rarely ask for anything.
Julio Cesar Chavez Sr. had no business doing what he did to Meldrick Taylor but
you could see his timely payments accruing over the fight until Taylor ran out
of the tyrannical zeal to impose his talent on the legend. When a man can make
you pay for even lifting your glove to strike him you have to be more than willing
to pay happily while getting in position to make him wish he were someplace
else. Few have the stomach for it; Victor Ortiz was more gifted than Guerrero
but fell apart mentally once he realized Floyd couldn’t be bullied. Guerrero can’t
use Andre Berto as a template for the greatest defensive fighter in a generation;
Berto never had the discipline to control the pace of a bout with his guile and
defense alone. When opponents of Mayweather reach a threshold where they have
nothing left to give and punch stats diminish with every round he vacates
onerous Taxation and begins all out brutal exploitation. In the late rounds all
Mayweather opponents resemble what they are: low wage earners there to be
exploited by the sophistication and menace of the ruling class. For any of them
to be more than that is not in Floyds hands either, he’s merely talented of enough
to convince you that this is the case. If you can’t overcome this you become
another thing he owns, something else he bought outright with little more than
a bloody nose or a couple of months in jail.
Only Jose Louis Castillo and Emanuel Burton made it clear
that their humanity was to be respected and he is not in control of how things
would unfold.
Roy Jones is no blue collar grinder, but he recently commented
that Guerrero had to make it ugly and I agree. But I believe making it ugly and
keeping it ugly is the difference between being another guy happy to draw a
check and a guy who gave us one of Boxing’s “remember when” evenings. Keeping
it ugly is about the truth, and the truth is something all underdogs live with
when they look in the mirror. Floyd Mayweather is all of the negative things Guerrero’s
father said he was, but it is the unprecedented aspects of him that his son
must reconcile with to march forward tonight. Floyd may be an infantile person
trying to own people outside of the ring but his ability to do so with one
person inside it is something that can’t be taken lightly.
This is a man who has been in perpetual training camp for the
better part of 20 years, and there isn’t one existing photo of him in a vinyl
suit which makes him deceptively strong. His legendary pad workout may be
shrugged off and mocked but it is an exercise in punch placement which is why
he gets the knuckle part of the glove on his foe at an efficient rate. Despite
losing his legs the right hand is practically glued to his right check and he
NEVER brings it back low and never lets it go unless there’s a clean opening
with no answer. Floyd will also left arm bar for leverage and change stances in
a blink as to generate maximum leverage when he wants to throw straight right hands
to the body. And, he can bring it when hurt, just ask Shane Mosley; he can go
from lying on the ropes to walking you down depending on what you show him-
chaos is up to the man who wants to beat him. Not only can he bring it when
he’s been rocked he’s still somehow able to change the trajectory of shots mid
punch while coming forward- you know, from a straight right into a whipping
half hook/half uppercut concoction all while remaining incredibly composed.
Guerrero should be willing to be the antitheses to Floyd, because remaining
calm will find him in the center of the ring in a frustrating conversation where
Floyd is finishing his sentences.
When all of this is coming at you or even backing away
something has to be beating in your chest that makes you more than just “a good
little fighter”-which is what Floyd will dismissively call him afterwards. Will
Guerrero’s personal ordeal with his wife’s’ health give him the 20/20 eyesight
to find Floyd through swollen eyes? Or will it be the fear of Billionaire
tyrant, mayor Bloomberg putting him on the shelf for a couple of years on
trumped up gun charges? Damnit It better be something. Something has to make up
for the gap in talent he will rudely be faced with 45 seconds into round one,
something has to give him the reserves to pay copious taxes better men have tried
to avoid with no success. Tax Cheats never prosper no matter how unfair it
seems, and Boxing is no different. Floyd Mayweather is a human, but so are
representatives of the Federal Reserve and we still haven’t figured out they’re
actually counterfeiters. You’re gonna have to prove he isn’t a better man than
you because all the evidence says he is. Robert Guerrero is an outsider in Boxing’s
gated Community, the only question is will he naively ask for an entry pass
into where he’s been “told” he belongs
or will he have the God Given sense to pick up the nearest rock he can
find and bust his way in illegally.
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