Bricklayer
Don't Make Me Use The Bat
This one was Brad's game.
As for theme...we humans are egotistical beasts. Everything is always about us. Everything was made for us, thinks like us, looks like us. And of course when it comes down to creation myths, well of course a whole hell of a lot of time was spent on our teeny weeny corner of the universe...and then the heavens were just kind of thrown in as a bonus. Well that "bonus" is big. REAL big. And probably doesn't give a damn about our own little speck of a space pebble lost in the blackness.
So theme tonight = Real Big Extraterrestrial Stuff
Artest ( B+ ) -- this game was Brad's game, but he had a very good helper tonight. It was back to Indiana night (or Chicago as the two players have been connected at the hip most of their careers). Started off the game missing FTs, but otherwise had a strong first half bullying his way down inside, and getting his hands on a lot of balls for steals and knockaways (none too hard with the quality of passing the Bobcats were displaying). Just as importantly helped hold down JRich (who was just having one of those off games anyway) and abused him on offense -- literally. Has it occured to anybody else that WE are the team with Shaq now? Ron's game: back guy down, slam shoulder into guy's chest, guy either knocked into stands, or guy stands ground and then it is a "foul" on the guy you just bludgeoned. Sounds oddly familiar. And can be just as effective as it always was. JRich was too small, and Gerald, despite having a big game, didn't want any part of it. Strong play continued through the third, and while he did get quiet late, this was a strong outing. Floated back and forth on the grade, actually felt more A-sy, but the numbers were more good than spectacular, and Ron can be considerably better evenbthan this.
Olympus Mons -- a few weeks back Edmund Hillary died-- the first human to climb Mt. Everest. Wimp. Might as well go climb up on the hood of your car and jump around about what a badass you are. Everest = for weenies. What is it? 29.000 feet tall? Big freakin' whoop. Olympus Mons has foothills 29,000 feet tall (or would if it had foothills). Olympus Mons is the largest volcano/mountain in the solar system. It towers like a titanic pimple on the face of Mars, standing over 88,000 feet tall. Its base is so wide (340 miles) that if you are standing on Mars' surface, you can't even see the top of it because it disappears over the horizon. Imagine a single mega-mountain on Earth so wide that its base stretches from Sacramento almost all the way down to L.A. It has 4 mile tall cliffs around its 2 mile deep caldera. All of this because Mars likely does not have tectonic plates, so the lava just kept boiling up and up and up in the same spot for hundreds of millions of years. And it may still be active. Mt. Everest my hiney.
Moore ( A- ) -- had some of his inside finishes in the early going, also blew one, but what was most memorable about an otherwise very Mikkiish first half was the burst of help defense he came up with in the early second, as he repeatedly dove back to the glass from up high to provide shotblocking help almost like an actual big man. In fact, get this, on the same night when Brad set his career high in rebounds, Mikki set his career high in blocks (4 -- tells you what you need to know about his shotblocking career). Continued activity on the glass and inside in the second half with neither the Cats' smallballing way nor their embarrassingly clumsy big oafs off the bench doing them any credit tonight. Tonight we got to be on the other side of the divide -- this is how it feels to be our opponents, to have the NBA frontline and just pummel your opponnent inside. Kind of nice.
Great Red Spot -- of course this most famous of storms needs no introduction. Except to note that it is a titianic hurricane so large that it could swallow the Earth whole and have room (literally) for seconds (picture above is to scale) -- at various times its 2-3 times the size of Earth. Better board up the windows.
Miller ( A+ ) -- had a very strong first half in every way that did not involve defense and whining at the refs. Used his size to grab a bunch of rebounds, and hit a number of jumpers that the Cats were mysteriously reluctant to come out and guard him on. Also of course got bounced around and worked inside by Okafor, and whined. A lot. But funny thing this time out -- Wimpy Brad did not K.O. Good Brad's focus or his game, and he came out in the second half and REALLY put a whomping on the undersized Cats. Was very aggressive throwing his body around in there, and while his blocks were more of the me-smush you under the glass and pin your shot variety than high flying across the lane types, those count too, and the Cats routinely found the baseline closed by 250lbs of large sweaty hick. By the time the beatdown was over, Brad Miller had put up one of those nights that the Kamans of the world love to drop on him -- his career high in rebounding, and a first (and one would imagine only) 20-20 night with 22pts 21rebs 5ast and 3blk. Not a bad night's work. Toyed whether to go C or C+ on this one, and finally said screw it and gave him the grade above.
M33 X-7 while the artist's conception leaves a bit to be desired it will do. Basically what you have here is bigness. Much bigness. This is the most uinusual of binary systems, just discovered this past fall. The pairing, off in a nearby galaxy, is betwen a mega-star 70x the mass of our own sun )basically imagine a yellow dot about the size of a penicl top on tht picture, and you have our Sun, let alone us), and then a record setting black hole, itself so huge its 16x the mass of our sun. If our solar system were ever to stumble into that heavyweight neighborhood it would be whipped around like so much space dust and ton apart and eaten lock stock and Uranus before you could even blink.
Martin ( B- ) -- was quite aggressive in the first half, running hard, looking for the ball and the shot...problem was he wasn't hitting anything. If it was from more then 2 feet, it was a brick on the way to a 2-9 first half. Came back to have a 9 or 10pt third quarter wihtout even playing well -- hit two wide open threes (and I do mean wide open -- the Cats mysteriously left him standing out there all all alone and barely bothered to move toward him), a layup off an offensive rebound he wandered in for past Matt Carrol, and a technical FT. But anything he created himself continued to go poorly, including one time when he tried to see who had the better hops between he and Gerald (er, no Kevin) and got his shot swatted. Finally got a fading sideways floater to fall in the 4th and got up towards his normal numbers, although it was a struggle. The Cats start two PGs anymore, and being guarded by quickness may have thrown Kevin off. Then again, he wasn't exactly great against the not-so-quick Matt Carrol either. In any case did enoguh other things and was the third scorer, so not a terrible grade, just a game where he was not on and not a main factor in our success.
The Sun -- speaking of big things, while it may be a 90lb weakling on the cosmic stage, you know the big yellow thing in the sky (not actually yellow btw unless you are on Earth looking through the atmosphere -- its white)? Well big yellow thing has a volume = to 1.3 MILLION Earths. I tried to show that as my science project one year in elemenary school. Had a big ole paper mache sun, and then a little pin head for Earth. Things get really fun in 5-10 billion years as the Sun styarts to burn out and expand into its red giant phase -- expand as in maybe by 1000 times, which I suppose would leave it 1.3 BILLION Earth volumes, and knocking right on our doorstep.
As for theme...we humans are egotistical beasts. Everything is always about us. Everything was made for us, thinks like us, looks like us. And of course when it comes down to creation myths, well of course a whole hell of a lot of time was spent on our teeny weeny corner of the universe...and then the heavens were just kind of thrown in as a bonus. Well that "bonus" is big. REAL big. And probably doesn't give a damn about our own little speck of a space pebble lost in the blackness.
So theme tonight = Real Big Extraterrestrial Stuff
Artest ( B+ ) -- this game was Brad's game, but he had a very good helper tonight. It was back to Indiana night (or Chicago as the two players have been connected at the hip most of their careers). Started off the game missing FTs, but otherwise had a strong first half bullying his way down inside, and getting his hands on a lot of balls for steals and knockaways (none too hard with the quality of passing the Bobcats were displaying). Just as importantly helped hold down JRich (who was just having one of those off games anyway) and abused him on offense -- literally. Has it occured to anybody else that WE are the team with Shaq now? Ron's game: back guy down, slam shoulder into guy's chest, guy either knocked into stands, or guy stands ground and then it is a "foul" on the guy you just bludgeoned. Sounds oddly familiar. And can be just as effective as it always was. JRich was too small, and Gerald, despite having a big game, didn't want any part of it. Strong play continued through the third, and while he did get quiet late, this was a strong outing. Floated back and forth on the grade, actually felt more A-sy, but the numbers were more good than spectacular, and Ron can be considerably better evenbthan this.
Olympus Mons -- a few weeks back Edmund Hillary died-- the first human to climb Mt. Everest. Wimp. Might as well go climb up on the hood of your car and jump around about what a badass you are. Everest = for weenies. What is it? 29.000 feet tall? Big freakin' whoop. Olympus Mons has foothills 29,000 feet tall (or would if it had foothills). Olympus Mons is the largest volcano/mountain in the solar system. It towers like a titanic pimple on the face of Mars, standing over 88,000 feet tall. Its base is so wide (340 miles) that if you are standing on Mars' surface, you can't even see the top of it because it disappears over the horizon. Imagine a single mega-mountain on Earth so wide that its base stretches from Sacramento almost all the way down to L.A. It has 4 mile tall cliffs around its 2 mile deep caldera. All of this because Mars likely does not have tectonic plates, so the lava just kept boiling up and up and up in the same spot for hundreds of millions of years. And it may still be active. Mt. Everest my hiney.
Moore ( A- ) -- had some of his inside finishes in the early going, also blew one, but what was most memorable about an otherwise very Mikkiish first half was the burst of help defense he came up with in the early second, as he repeatedly dove back to the glass from up high to provide shotblocking help almost like an actual big man. In fact, get this, on the same night when Brad set his career high in rebounds, Mikki set his career high in blocks (4 -- tells you what you need to know about his shotblocking career). Continued activity on the glass and inside in the second half with neither the Cats' smallballing way nor their embarrassingly clumsy big oafs off the bench doing them any credit tonight. Tonight we got to be on the other side of the divide -- this is how it feels to be our opponents, to have the NBA frontline and just pummel your opponnent inside. Kind of nice.
Great Red Spot -- of course this most famous of storms needs no introduction. Except to note that it is a titianic hurricane so large that it could swallow the Earth whole and have room (literally) for seconds (picture above is to scale) -- at various times its 2-3 times the size of Earth. Better board up the windows.
Miller ( A+ ) -- had a very strong first half in every way that did not involve defense and whining at the refs. Used his size to grab a bunch of rebounds, and hit a number of jumpers that the Cats were mysteriously reluctant to come out and guard him on. Also of course got bounced around and worked inside by Okafor, and whined. A lot. But funny thing this time out -- Wimpy Brad did not K.O. Good Brad's focus or his game, and he came out in the second half and REALLY put a whomping on the undersized Cats. Was very aggressive throwing his body around in there, and while his blocks were more of the me-smush you under the glass and pin your shot variety than high flying across the lane types, those count too, and the Cats routinely found the baseline closed by 250lbs of large sweaty hick. By the time the beatdown was over, Brad Miller had put up one of those nights that the Kamans of the world love to drop on him -- his career high in rebounding, and a first (and one would imagine only) 20-20 night with 22pts 21rebs 5ast and 3blk. Not a bad night's work. Toyed whether to go C or C+ on this one, and finally said screw it and gave him the grade above.
M33 X-7 while the artist's conception leaves a bit to be desired it will do. Basically what you have here is bigness. Much bigness. This is the most uinusual of binary systems, just discovered this past fall. The pairing, off in a nearby galaxy, is betwen a mega-star 70x the mass of our own sun )basically imagine a yellow dot about the size of a penicl top on tht picture, and you have our Sun, let alone us), and then a record setting black hole, itself so huge its 16x the mass of our sun. If our solar system were ever to stumble into that heavyweight neighborhood it would be whipped around like so much space dust and ton apart and eaten lock stock and Uranus before you could even blink.
Martin ( B- ) -- was quite aggressive in the first half, running hard, looking for the ball and the shot...problem was he wasn't hitting anything. If it was from more then 2 feet, it was a brick on the way to a 2-9 first half. Came back to have a 9 or 10pt third quarter wihtout even playing well -- hit two wide open threes (and I do mean wide open -- the Cats mysteriously left him standing out there all all alone and barely bothered to move toward him), a layup off an offensive rebound he wandered in for past Matt Carrol, and a technical FT. But anything he created himself continued to go poorly, including one time when he tried to see who had the better hops between he and Gerald (er, no Kevin) and got his shot swatted. Finally got a fading sideways floater to fall in the 4th and got up towards his normal numbers, although it was a struggle. The Cats start two PGs anymore, and being guarded by quickness may have thrown Kevin off. Then again, he wasn't exactly great against the not-so-quick Matt Carrol either. In any case did enoguh other things and was the third scorer, so not a terrible grade, just a game where he was not on and not a main factor in our success.
The Sun -- speaking of big things, while it may be a 90lb weakling on the cosmic stage, you know the big yellow thing in the sky (not actually yellow btw unless you are on Earth looking through the atmosphere -- its white)? Well big yellow thing has a volume = to 1.3 MILLION Earths. I tried to show that as my science project one year in elemenary school. Had a big ole paper mache sun, and then a little pin head for Earth. Things get really fun in 5-10 billion years as the Sun styarts to burn out and expand into its red giant phase -- expand as in maybe by 1000 times, which I suppose would leave it 1.3 BILLION Earth volumes, and knocking right on our doorstep.
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