Posted on: February 13, 2009 5:31 pm

Bucks have chance to make a splash- for 2010

With Andrew Bogut probably out the season and Mike Redd out the season, the Bucks are a long shot to make the playoffs and won't do anything special if they do make it. Jefferson, now that he's showing he's a big deal again and his contract expiring before 2010 summer of LeBron and Dwayne, and we have two young small forwards, needs to be traded.

Don't get me wrong, I like RJ. But, this is a chance to get a pick and a player for a guy who is surely gone after next year. To New York for David Lee and a 2nd jumps out at me. Utah for Millsap and a 2nd?

An even bigger deal, and one I'd make in a heartbeat if it could be swung is Jefferson and Charlie V for Amare Stoudemire.  This would give the Bucks a very good team for 2010 along with a higher first rounder, a returning Redd and Bogut.  If the Bucks are willing to make Amare a max deal offer, they could be in a position to be a top East contender for several years.

Posted on: January 11, 2009 2:08 pm

Yankees Defense May Prove to be Achilles Heel

While the Yankees have replaced a lot of overpaid under-performing payroll with some legitimate studs this off-season, they still have one glaring problem that might cost them a chance to pass the Red Sox and Rays.  The Yankees up the middle defense is clearly lacking.  If I still know one thing about baseball, and in particular pennant race and playoff baseball, it is that up the middle defense wins when it counts.

Without arguing about how good of a shortstop Derek Jeter is, I'm just going to state that an average arm, average range and good glove, don't make a gold glove shortstop, no matter what the press says about one of its darlings.  While Jeter is a heads up player (the flip play in the World Series almost a decade ago is a classic), he is no Omar Vizquel, heck, he is no Orlando Cabrera or Michael Young, in the field.

We all know Cano falls asleep at second base.  I've never figured out if he eats a big meal before games, is just a sleepy guy or just isn't enough off a baseball player to be motivated to play defense.  Regardless, Cano is not the type of gritty get in the dirt type of second baseman a championship caliber team needs.  Undoubtedly Cano has the physical skills to be a very good second baseman, but he doesn't seem to want to be.  If the Yanks can move Cano for a Jose Lopez or even a Freddy Sanchez or Mark Ellis, or a center fielder (see below), they'd be well advised to do so.

In center field, the Yanks are the most woefully short.  They have a collection of average center fielders or worse, some with age related deterioriating skills (Damon) or just not that good to begin with level skills (Melky, Gardner).  Here is where the Yankees could suffer the most.  Ball after ball falling in front of the center fielder and in between the center fielder and corner outfielders could absolutely offset the hitting they gain by having the roster they have.  Speaking of center field, the Yankees are insane not to just offer the Brewers Ian Kennedy for Mike Cameron.  The Brewers don't want a position player, they want a pitcher, and Kennedy is the least likely to get any meaningful time in pinstripes in 2009.

So, I'm going to go out and say right now, that if the Yankees don't improve center field and either convince Cano to play harder at second or replace him outright, the Yanks are a close but NO cigar team in 2009- AGAIN.
Posted on: February 6, 2008 11:19 am
Edited on: January 11, 2009 2:09 pm

Deleted Post on Bobby Knight

this is a post that was deleted by CBSportsline.  Not sure why.  It was a response to somebody ripping Knight for being mean during his career.  I apologize for some of the speeling, CBS rejected this the first time for colorful language.

yeah, in a society where it's better to let your kids do drrugs and fail out of school than give them a spannking and require them to follow rules, I can see your point that Knight was far too negative. In 29 years of dealing with testosterone pumping young athletes who became more babied by their parents, high schools and universities, Knight yelled a lot and pushed a few of the more spoiled self absorbed kids around. Boo-hoo, poor babies.

Bobby Knight was not only a great coach, but a reminder than discipline works.

And, now, my one and only famous Bobby Knight story.

I was in Vegas years ago, and walked into my hotel about 5am deciding to skip sleep my last night (I didn't sleep much those 4 days) and decided to play a little pitch black jack. Being a pretty good player, and sober at the time, I sat at a $25 table in the third base seat (last spot). Within a few seconds I realized what I had done, when one of the players said to me "Don't sccrew up down there." It was nonother than Bobby Knight. I was a little scared and almost left. However, the pit boss motioned me to stay, and nodded basically saying it would be ok.

After about 4 hands Knight was so peeved he had lost about $800 dollars on 17s and 18s that he started berating the dealer. It was really pretty funny. The other players left, first a couple, then a couple buds about 4 hands later. So it was me and Knight playing pitch. Folking awesome. But I was scared. Knight was betting stacks of black by this point. $800, $1200 and more. I was betting $25. It was funnier than hell.

Knight stayed one hand on a 19 with about $1600 out there. I had 14 with the dealer showing 10, so I hit and got a 2. I know I'm supposed to hit, but the dealer made it easy for me, lifting the next card slightly so I could see it was a 4. I hit and got 20. The dealer in fact had a 2 underneath, and drew an 8 to get 20. Knight said "what the fudge (insert colorful word)." And he wanted to yell at me, because he knew if I stay, the dealer busts, but he also knew I did it right, so he just doubled his bet. The next hand Knight had two tens for 20, I drew 3 cards correctly to 21 with a little help on a hard 17 hit because the dealer showed me another card. The dealer had a ten showing and a six under, he drew a 5 and Knight just about blew a vein in his neck, he turned as red as a Hoosier jersey. He started in on the dealer and started to stutter almost. The pit boss came over and told Mr. Knight maybe it was time to go up to his room. He protested for about a second, looked at the pit boss, looked at me, gave the dealer a hundred and said, "yeah, you might be right."

I couldn't even ask for an autograph I was so zoned at this point. I said goodnight, and the dealer immediately tossed me cards, and said, just hold on a minute. He showed me some more cards, we both made some money and laughed our ashes off before I headed up to pack.

Knight is volatile, but he's a decent guy, just from a day gone by that we could stand a little more of back.

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