Bricklayer
Don't Make Me Use The Bat
Sigh. Its probably a good thing this board does not allow nudity, because I'm not sure mere pretty girls themes are going to cut through the pain of this stretch.
Ah, what the heck, decided to go with another pretty girls theme afterall. Trick here is to keep them NBA related -- first one was players' significant others, and now, since nobody is doing it in person anymore and these young ladies might otherwise toil in obscurity, we have: Meet the Dance Team
Salmons ( C+ ) -- like Kevin, really struggled in the first half in a game played at a pace he loves. Shot 2-9, and was falling into the Kevin trap of throwing his body around trying to create a foul rather than just finishing the damn play. Started to get one on the team selfish in the third, but hey, nothing else was working and John began to get some desperately needed points at least. Kind of classic good numbers on a bad team stuff, with the hunmbers mattering not at all, and many of them coming with us down 25, but still one of the only Kings who were anything but atrocious in this one.
Althea -- How To Get A Date: She loves motorcycles. If you don't have one, or are too smart to ride one, maybe a bicycle would do. Chicks dig men who ride bikes.
Hawes ( C ) -- normally you will take a 10pt 12reb performance from you PF and go home pretty happy with it (for a player below the star class). And even in this one you had to be less unhappy about Spencer's performance than you were most of our guys. But that does not mean it was a good one. Spent the pre-garbagetime game being alternately overpowered by a spectacular Nene or outquicked by natural SF Renaldo Balkman. Could get nothing at all going himself offensively, and while he mixed inside missed with outside bricks, those 10 points were accomplished on lovely 5-14 shooting. Does not help that Spencer continues to notch an absurdly low number of FTs for a big player with post game. Coming up with zero this time out. Did finally get a block, but not effective on defense either, although less horrible than Brad. Even the rebounds were barely noticeable, and more a question of Denver smallballing and there just being so many bricks thrown up by our squad to go chase. Spencer was not a primary part of the problem here, but he certainly was not the solution tonight.
Carly -- How To Get A Date: Ask to see her birthmark...on her tongue!
Miller ( F ) -- did not last long in the early going as the Nuggets blew us off the court. Worse than even the modest numbers would indicate, and was offering various Nuggets hors d'oeuvres along with their dunks as he politely stepped out of the way during an embarrassing first half defensive performance. It was said he was sick, and I would believe it. Looked almost queasy out there. Certainly was making me queasy with his listless play. What I do not understand is why we trotted him back out in the third quarter. Do not mind starting him for the game to see if he can fight through it and give it a go. But once its clear that he's got nothing and is contriubuting to our embarrassment out there, why bring him back to start the third and help make sure we get off to another lousy start? In any case, illness or no illness, gave us less than nothing.
Lauren -- How To Get A Date: Ask her why she loves exclamation points! Really loves exclamation points! A lot! Like on the end of every sentence! Whoopee!!
Martin ( F ) -- game made for him, but you would not know it. Might have had something to do with the Nuggets starting not 1, but 2, defensive specialists on the wings (Balkman (actually at "power" forward), and our own Dahntay Jones) and kept both he and Salmons under wraps early). Was a nifty 2-10 in the first half, and just got nothing going. He and John actually had the worst +/- scores on the team at half, and for good reason. Kept on trying to force little bump fouls and ended up throwing up awkward shots when the refs weren't buying it. Sat down in the mid-third having done nothing at all, and now apparently may have to rest the sore ankle some more. I find it ironic, and appropriate, that the two vets (Kevin and Brad) who squawked the loudest about their support for Reggie also came out and laid the biggest turds on his behalf in this one. In any case, 8 points on 2-11 shooting from your leading scorer = F-time.
Christina -- How To Get A Date: Compliment her on her very exciting career goal of one day becoming a backup dancer to Janet Jackson (er...aim high and all that). Better yet, ask her how the real estate business is treating her right now (she is a real estate agent).
Ah, what the heck, decided to go with another pretty girls theme afterall. Trick here is to keep them NBA related -- first one was players' significant others, and now, since nobody is doing it in person anymore and these young ladies might otherwise toil in obscurity, we have: Meet the Dance Team
Salmons ( C+ ) -- like Kevin, really struggled in the first half in a game played at a pace he loves. Shot 2-9, and was falling into the Kevin trap of throwing his body around trying to create a foul rather than just finishing the damn play. Started to get one on the team selfish in the third, but hey, nothing else was working and John began to get some desperately needed points at least. Kind of classic good numbers on a bad team stuff, with the hunmbers mattering not at all, and many of them coming with us down 25, but still one of the only Kings who were anything but atrocious in this one.
Althea -- How To Get A Date: She loves motorcycles. If you don't have one, or are too smart to ride one, maybe a bicycle would do. Chicks dig men who ride bikes.
Hawes ( C ) -- normally you will take a 10pt 12reb performance from you PF and go home pretty happy with it (for a player below the star class). And even in this one you had to be less unhappy about Spencer's performance than you were most of our guys. But that does not mean it was a good one. Spent the pre-garbagetime game being alternately overpowered by a spectacular Nene or outquicked by natural SF Renaldo Balkman. Could get nothing at all going himself offensively, and while he mixed inside missed with outside bricks, those 10 points were accomplished on lovely 5-14 shooting. Does not help that Spencer continues to notch an absurdly low number of FTs for a big player with post game. Coming up with zero this time out. Did finally get a block, but not effective on defense either, although less horrible than Brad. Even the rebounds were barely noticeable, and more a question of Denver smallballing and there just being so many bricks thrown up by our squad to go chase. Spencer was not a primary part of the problem here, but he certainly was not the solution tonight.
Carly -- How To Get A Date: Ask to see her birthmark...on her tongue!
Miller ( F ) -- did not last long in the early going as the Nuggets blew us off the court. Worse than even the modest numbers would indicate, and was offering various Nuggets hors d'oeuvres along with their dunks as he politely stepped out of the way during an embarrassing first half defensive performance. It was said he was sick, and I would believe it. Looked almost queasy out there. Certainly was making me queasy with his listless play. What I do not understand is why we trotted him back out in the third quarter. Do not mind starting him for the game to see if he can fight through it and give it a go. But once its clear that he's got nothing and is contriubuting to our embarrassment out there, why bring him back to start the third and help make sure we get off to another lousy start? In any case, illness or no illness, gave us less than nothing.
Lauren -- How To Get A Date: Ask her why she loves exclamation points! Really loves exclamation points! A lot! Like on the end of every sentence! Whoopee!!
Martin ( F ) -- game made for him, but you would not know it. Might have had something to do with the Nuggets starting not 1, but 2, defensive specialists on the wings (Balkman (actually at "power" forward), and our own Dahntay Jones) and kept both he and Salmons under wraps early). Was a nifty 2-10 in the first half, and just got nothing going. He and John actually had the worst +/- scores on the team at half, and for good reason. Kept on trying to force little bump fouls and ended up throwing up awkward shots when the refs weren't buying it. Sat down in the mid-third having done nothing at all, and now apparently may have to rest the sore ankle some more. I find it ironic, and appropriate, that the two vets (Kevin and Brad) who squawked the loudest about their support for Reggie also came out and laid the biggest turds on his behalf in this one. In any case, 8 points on 2-11 shooting from your leading scorer = F-time.
Christina -- How To Get A Date: Compliment her on her very exciting career goal of one day becoming a backup dancer to Janet Jackson (er...aim high and all that). Better yet, ask her how the real estate business is treating her right now (she is a real estate agent).
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