Long ago there was
a time when real men played basketball; a time when men had real
nicknames, such as “Diesel", "The Admiral",
"The Dream", "Zo" and "The Dutch boy
in the Paint.” A time when men guarded the rim with ferocity
and finger wagging. A time when, if your team needed a score,
they gave it to the big guy and let him do his dirty work. Be
it with quickness or brute force, the center always got the job
done.
Today, I’ve noticed a lack of real talent
in the center position. The man holding the torch, Shaquille O’Neal,
is, by far, the most dominant in the position while drawing comparisons
to Wilt Chamberlain. His closest competition is third year pro
Yao Ming, who has a hard time hearing and can’t seem to
play for more than twenty minutes a game, along with an Alonzo
Mourning who, for the past three years, has averaged 12.4 ppg,
6.1 rpg and .666 kpy (that last stat is Kidneys Per Year.) Yup,
it’s gotten pretty bad.
So where do the NBA scouts and general managers
start to look? Europe? Europe gave us some damn fine centers in
Vlade Divac and Rik Smits. Unfortunately, since then we have been
getting too many 7’0 white men that can’t defend,
shoot way too many threes and their only low post move is to fall
down. College? No one goes to college anymore. |
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