Monday, February 28, 2005
It's been a long time
I know I haven't updated here in a while. In fact, I've entertained thoughts of closing this blog down. Don't get it twisted, my love for the Lakers is still as strong as ever (even if my frustration too is at an all-time high), but the day to day maintenance was getting to be a little too much. I may try to continue without the daily schedule and score updates and see how that goes.
As far as my frustration is concerned, it is two fold. On one side, I see a still talented team under performing, losing concentration and focus, and making awfully silly mistakes. I see Lamar Odom driving to the hoop and throwing up fadeaway layups. I see Caron Butler wasting a 3 on 1 break with a silly charging foul. I see Tierre Brown passing up a spot up jumper to get his layup blocked. I see Devean George still on the freakin bench, wasn't he supposed to come back in November or December.
The other side is the loss, and my mouth is drying out and becoming bitter as I type this, of a bonafied big man (if he is too childish to say Kobe's name, I can stoop to the Big Immature's level as well). With no one on the team warranting a double team other than Kobe, teams are double teaming Kobe forcing the ball into less talented hands. Other than Chucky Atkins, I can't say that my trust level is particular high when anyone else on the team starts to shoot. And that's a new and scary feeling for me.
As far as my frustration is concerned, it is two fold. On one side, I see a still talented team under performing, losing concentration and focus, and making awfully silly mistakes. I see Lamar Odom driving to the hoop and throwing up fadeaway layups. I see Caron Butler wasting a 3 on 1 break with a silly charging foul. I see Tierre Brown passing up a spot up jumper to get his layup blocked. I see Devean George still on the freakin bench, wasn't he supposed to come back in November or December.
The other side is the loss, and my mouth is drying out and becoming bitter as I type this, of a bonafied big man (if he is too childish to say Kobe's name, I can stoop to the Big Immature's level as well). With no one on the team warranting a double team other than Kobe, teams are double teaming Kobe forcing the ball into less talented hands. Other than Chucky Atkins, I can't say that my trust level is particular high when anyone else on the team starts to shoot. And that's a new and scary feeling for me.
