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Hi Ben, let's play the "put yourself in the shoes of" game with Dan Gilbert!
Okay! I'd start off by being pissed. Which is how I think Gilbert starts off most things anyway (and me too). I'd be pissed because I practically turned over the keys to my franchise to LeBron James, I have done all of the personnel moves he wanted, paid out my ASS for the privilege and now, I think we're further away from a championship than we were last year. Our record is much better than it was after the same number of games last year but I think we're further behind Golden State AND we're behind San Antonio and, unlike last year, where you could assume we had a tremendous upside, I don't see the same upside with this team. I don't see a "plausible path to victory," as they say in politics, and I'm feeling like Jeb! Bush. Or like one of Jeb's donors.
I would really be concerned, the team's players do not seem to be all rowing in the same direction and how many directions can there be when I made LeBron de facto coach and general manager? Kevin Love seems almost bitter towards James, J.R. Smith is not even in the rowboat at times, and I wish Timofey Mozgov were thrown overboard.
I'm concerned because I don't know what Bill Livingston meant by that repeated usage of "outside the lines" issues (although, presumably, Snyder does know).
I'd be concerned because, for all of £'s conceded basketball vision, I now don't think his vision is as acute as is, to take two random examples, Golden State's and San Antonio's. There is a smugness to Golden State, as if they know my team is not put together properly and they know we don't know! That pisses me off. And there has always been a smugness to San Antonio, what did Livingston call them, "the cerebral Spurs"? when I've got a Renaissance Man as coach and we're, what, the "Cadavers," brain-dead? How the fuck does that happen? Pisses me off. And those two teams have now beaten £'s teams in consecutive Finals. Well, DUH!
£ won two championships in Miami and thinks he learned The Way, The Way to win not one "not two, not three, not four..." championships; that it has to be done one way, with a big, a small, and himself, and that it can be done anywhere!; just apply the formula and presto! £ lost two Finals in Miami with the same formula, okay? So his fucking formula is 2-2, not 4-0. And now Golden State has showed that you can win a championship playing this San Francisco poof ball with some skinny long-distance shooter and £ be like WTF, that's not what Pat Riley taught me. I be like WTF!
I would be very concerned that not only is there "no path to victory" but there is "No Way Out." I have got so much fucking money tied up in guaranteed, long-term contracts (But not to £! Heh-heh-heh-heh.) that I don't know if I could blow this thing up even if I wanted to. And I don't! But I don't like not having the option.
I would be pissed because I just got personally embarrassed on national television, people are laughing at me, my organization, the city, the fans--dissing us, and I'm paying the luxury tax for it. Thank you very not much.
Hi Ben, let's play the "put yourself in the shoes of" game with Dan Gilbert!
Okay! I'd start off by being pissed. Which is how I think Gilbert starts off most things anyway (and me too). I'd be pissed because I practically turned over the keys to my franchise to LeBron James, I have done all of the personnel moves he wanted, paid out my ASS for the privilege and now, I think we're further away from a championship than we were last year. Our record is much better than it was after the same number of games last year but I think we're further behind Golden State AND we're behind San Antonio and, unlike last year, where you could assume we had a tremendous upside, I don't see the same upside with this team. I don't see a "plausible path to victory," as they say in politics, and I'm feeling like Jeb! Bush. Or like one of Jeb's donors.
I would really be concerned, the team's players do not seem to be all rowing in the same direction and how many directions can there be when I made LeBron de facto coach and general manager? Kevin Love seems almost bitter towards James, J.R. Smith is not even in the rowboat at times, and I wish Timofey Mozgov were thrown overboard.
I'm concerned because I don't know what Bill Livingston meant by that repeated usage of "outside the lines" issues (although, presumably, Snyder does know).
I'd be concerned because, for all of £'s conceded basketball vision, I now don't think his vision is as acute as is, to take two random examples, Golden State's and San Antonio's. There is a smugness to Golden State, as if they know my team is not put together properly and they know we don't know! That pisses me off. And there has always been a smugness to San Antonio, what did Livingston call them, "the cerebral Spurs"? when I've got a Renaissance Man as coach and we're, what, the "Cadavers," brain-dead? How the fuck does that happen? Pisses me off. And those two teams have now beaten £'s teams in consecutive Finals. Well, DUH!
£ won two championships in Miami and thinks he learned The Way, The Way to win not one "not two, not three, not four..." championships; that it has to be done one way, with a big, a small, and himself, and that it can be done anywhere!; just apply the formula and presto! £ lost two Finals in Miami with the same formula, okay? So his fucking formula is 2-2, not 4-0. And now Golden State has showed that you can win a championship playing this San Francisco poof ball with some skinny long-distance shooter and £ be like WTF, that's not what Pat Riley taught me. I be like WTF!
I would be very concerned that not only is there "no path to victory" but there is "No Way Out." I have got so much fucking money tied up in guaranteed, long-term contracts (But not to £! Heh-heh-heh-heh.) that I don't know if I could blow this thing up even if I wanted to. And I don't! But I don't like not having the option.
I would be pissed because I just got personally embarrassed on national television, people are laughing at me, my organization, the city, the fans--dissing us, and I'm paying the luxury tax for it. Thank you very not much.
