Aliene Voisin: Cousins' Selfishness On Display Once Again
BY ALIENE VOISIN
ailvoisin@sacbee.com
A continent away, public health officials engage in a desperate fight against a deadly illness that can, among other things, cause horrific birth defects.
Here in the U.S., tone deaf basketball officials respond by anointing the NBA's own version of a plague to be their standard bearer into the stricken nation.
To represent all of us, and carry the good name of the United States on a world stage.
Think about that.
As if the troubled people of Brazil did not have enough problems.
Russel Westbrook understood the situation for what it was, and politely bowed out. James Harden quickly followed suit. Their rejections following a rapidly accumulating stack including every legitimate superstar in the NBA in what is quickly beginning to resemble the 1980 Olympics in Moscow, boycotted by half the world, full of inferior competition and tainted medals.
But it hardly comes as a surprise that a personality as stubborn and self-involved as DeMarcus Cousins would not hear a call to reason. For Cousins it has always been about Cousins, his wants, his needs, and consequences be damned. And so if a desperate USA Basketball is willing to make a deal with the devil and invite him along? Far be it from Cousins to raise the issue of whether we should be sending a team at all.
When you are DeMarcus Cousins and you sense the opportunity to pick up a cheap and only half-earned honor, you pounce on it as quickly as your lumbering nearly 300 pound frame will allow.
In a more professional organization there might be an adult in the room to tell the Kings perpetual child-man "no, not this time." But instead the Kings have as their GM the amiable -- too amiable as it turns out -- Vlade Divac, who's own out of shape lumbering profile may have made him rather too quick to dismiss Cousins' numerous offenses, and who's inability to subdue the franchise's headache may mark him as not long for the job.
The boyishly charismatic Peja Stojakovic waits in the wings, his lanky, rippling build and thrilling 3pt shooting game marking him as much more able to address the modern athlete than the grandfatherly Divac. But until inexperienced owner Vivek Ranadive finally grows beyond his Cousins' infatuation, there is not much either man can do.
A wise old head such as George Karl, with his 1300 wins and focus on discipline and playing the game the right way, might have been able to save the franchise from its folly, but there too Cousins' ego was able to run roughshod.
And so now we face the spectacle of watching DeMarcus Cousins redefine just how ugly the ugly American can get on a world stage as he brings his brand of bullyball versus the helpless Angolas and Cambodias of the world.
And if his selfish insistence on pursuing his dream of a medal should result in his teammates being infected with the deadly Zika virus? If Cousins should be infected himself and bring the disease home to infect his family and teammates? If an outbreak should occur here in Sacramento among the very same children Cousins' backers are always so eager to point out as targets of his charity?
Well why would Cousins care about that? The child-man who has been given everything and never had to suffer any consequences seems incapable of balancing the needs of others with his own at this point. If Zika were to strike he or the team, it would just be one more excuse for the constant failures and unwillingness to lose 30 pounds and get fit.
Many Sacramentans will hold their nose and root for Cousins in the Olympics, saying its the name on the front of the jersey, not the back, that matters. I won't be one of them. Somebody has to look at the bigger picture, and we already know that somebody will never be Cousins or his apologists.