Posts tagged: Larry Bird
Every once in a while, I link to a few articles from other writers around the internet. You know, I throw some dimes.
- Johnny Most still isn’t in the Hall of Fame. Talk about a travesty. Go sign the petition.
- Danny Ainge discusses why he worked out so many more players, when the roster is already full. “We have to figure out, are the players that we have better than what’s available?” My favorite part of Ainge’s comments, though? His description of Adam Morrison: “He’s a good shooter and a great defender.” Yeah, and Vince Carter’s the toughest player of his era.
- When Ainge called Morrison a great defender, maybe he was thinking about this.
- The Celtics said they’d hold camp in Waltham, MA this year. Sike. They’re going back to Newport, Rhode Island.
- Glen Davis is excited to play with fellow LSU boy Shaq.
- Slam has a collection of Larry Bird videos. Check them out.
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Since basketball isn’t played in the offseason, highlight reels are tough to come by. I was struggling beyond belief to find an exciting one today, before I remembered the golden rule of Celtics blogging: “When in doubt, just go with Larry Bird.”
And when it comes to Bird highlights, there’s nothing more impressive than this 60-point game against the Atlanta Hawks. You know you’ve had a “pretty good” game when the other team is jumping off the bench after some of your makes.
I’ve got a confession: I am completely, 100% obsessed with Larry Bird: A basketball Legend. I could watch it on loop all day long. It starts off with these words:
“If you were to create the perfect basketball fable, it might begin in a small town in Indiana, where young boys grow up with a ball in their hands, a basket out back, and dreams of glory in their hearts. And there would be one boy who would continue to practice long after the others had gone home, and in those lonely hours as he honed his skills he would find the essence of the game, and in many ways, of himself.
“He would play with a passion of the underdog, the purity of tradition, and a vision that was his alone. He would touch the hearts of all those who watched him play and leave behind a sense of wonder, and a legend.”
I get goosebumps at those words. I really do.
Larry Bird, folks. The man, the myth, the Legend.
P.S. – On the first play in that batch of highlights, Bird shoots a one-footed runner from three-point range and the announcer said, “He gets a good shot.” THAT’S how good Bird was. A one-footed runner from the arc was a good shot.
I’m as big an NBA Jam fan as the next guy. Boom Shaka Laka, heating up, he’s on fire; the game was an integral part of my childhood and, with NBA Jam rules in beer pong, just as important to my college days. But I don’t know if I’ll be able to play the new NBA Jam when it comes out on October 5th. The Celtics are simply too stacked.
Despite only being able to play with two players, the Celtics have four players on their current squad to choose from: Paul Pierce, Kevin Garnet, Rajon Rondo and Ray Allen. On top of that, the Celtics also have two legends to choose from, Larry Bird and Kevin McHale. So my problem is, who the hell do I choose?
Larry Legend is a no-brainer. You can’t possibly make an argument that he should be left out of the lineup. After Larry, though, I’ve got problems. Do I tell Paul Pierce he has to sit on the bench? What about Kevin Garnett? Does Kevin McHale get splinters? Rondo, the newest face of the Celtics? Ray Allen’s the only guy who I don’t mind sitting, but damn it!, I’m even guilty about that. Where I come from, making any of those guys sit the bench is sacrilegious.
Which is why I’m not going to play the new NBA Jam, not even once. Even though it’s going to kill me not to. I can’t disrespect Celtics legends, even if it’s in favor of other Celtics legends.
P.S. – There’s at least one legend available on almost every team. But I think NBA Jam wants to redefine the term “legend.” Otherwise, they wouldn’t have used that term to describe Rony Seikaly, Kenny Anderson and Manute Bol.
This is a new segment called Throwback Thursday. In it, we will discuss some fresh throwbacks that we would like you to buy for us. No, seriously. Feel free to buy one and ship it to us. I am an XL. My brother is the same size. Don’t be bashful, folks.
You know the line: “I don’t wear jerseys, I’m 30 plus. Give me a crisp pair of jeans and a button up.” I’ve heard it, too. But I’m only 23 years old and button ups aren’t exactly my style. So give me a crisp pair of mesh shorts, a nice hat and an NBA jersey instead.
Since I’ve already established that I’m a jersey man (which is definitely far different than a Jersey man), I’m going to tell you why I buy a jersey. There are three reasons:
1) I love the player – I don’t rock a Jay Williams (from Duke) Bulls jersey because I like the Bulls (not even close). I don’t rock it because his professional career was amazing (it definitely wasn’t). I don’t rock it because it matches my red shoes (if you know me, I’m not exactly one to match my outfits). I don’t rock it because he’s my favorite analyst either (he’s certainly not). I rock it because I’m a Duke fanatic and it’s a damn shame that his career was derailed by motorcycle hitting tree. And because I still hope that his comeback against Maryland is on ESPN Classic whenever I flip to that channel.
2) It looks cool – I wouldn’t do it if I hate the player, though. Take Kobe Bryant, for instance. I could be gifted an obscenely cool Kobe throwback, the jersey of all jerseys. But I would do three things after receiving that sick jersey: 1) I’d burn it. 2) I’d spit on its ashes. And 3) I’d slap the person who gave it to me, straight across the face. What kind of person gives the biggest Celtic fan in the world a Kobe Bryant jersey?
But let’s say that super-cool jersey of all jerseys is some player I’m indifferent to. Say, Alex English. I could wear his jersey for the style of it, even if the player himself doesn’t mean anything to me. In the jersey game, indifference works. Hatred? Not so much.
3) Rarity – I won’t buy a jersey JUST because it’s rare. (Example number one: this.) But if you combine rarity with either of the first two reasons, you’ve got yourself a necessary purchase.
The best jersey, though? One that combines all three reasons. Kind of like the jersey below. Slightly — and only slightly — lacking in the looks department, but I like the colors and anyway, what more can you expect from a 1970s high school jersey?
Cool, rare and a legend. Check, check and check. Are you trying to tell me you’d rather wear a crisp pair of jeans and a button up?
That’s it for the first edition of Throwback Thursdays. And oh, yeah, you can buy the jersey here.
Larry Bird set Roy Hibbert up with one hell of an opportunity. (Indiana Star)
Roy Hibbert’s eyes lit up like a 5-year-old on Christmas morning when Indiana Pacers president Larry Bird approached him last spring with an idea for the offseason.
Bird asked the Pacers center if he wanted some help, and tossed out the names of three potential teachers: Bill Russell, Bill Walton or Kevin McHale. All three are Hall of Fame big men.
“He said it would probably be one of those three guys. I just had to give him my summer schedule so he could set it up with one of them,” Hibbert said. “Who wouldn’t want to work with those guys?”
Bird lined up Walton, a former teammate with the Boston Celtics, and he has spent part of the summer working with Hibbert at Conseco Fieldhouse.
Danny Ainge, you’ve gotta hop on your Blackberry ASAP. I know Clifford Ray is seen as one hell of a big man coach, but I’m willing to bet that Bill Walton has a few tricks he could teach the Celtics big men. There’s no reason he should be wasting his tips on stiffs like Roy Hibbert.