Everybody beware of flying chairs: Nenad Krstic is pissed. (Boston Globe)
“I’m back in my rookie year,” Krstic said. “When I was a rookie I didn’t get many calls. So I feel like the same thing right now. I don’t know, maybe it’s because I’m playing with great players. I don’t know. I really don’t have an explanation.
“Those couple minutes, you’re frustrated, but then you try to forget about it. It affects you, especially this situation for me when Coach is stressing for me to do everything right and just to relax and play, then you don’t get calls. It’s tough.
“You can’t control it. You can’t get frustrated, but those things I can get a technical called for arguing with the referees. It’s tough.”
When I began writing this post, I had one goal: just don’t make any “the only thing worse than a soft big man is a soft big man who complains about foul calls” jokes. Because Krstic doesn’t need that. Fans have already started to turn on him. Doc Rivers has been disappointed by his play. And now he’s got the refs conspiring against him, too? The poor guy!
So no, I won’t say he’s been playing like a seven feet tall, mustached woman, and I won’t say he should shut his mouth and just go up strong. I won’t do it. Even if that’s how I really feel.