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Mark Kreidler: Team needs Bobby Jackson now
By Mark Kreidler -- Bee Sports Columnist
Published 2:15 am PST Thursday, March 31, 2005
Bobby Jackson the slouch: Is there a less congruous image?
Does anything feel more out of place in the Kings' world than the notion of Jackson as a Tin Man? For a couple of years, one of the most dependable facets of the team was the full-bore effort up and down the floor that could routinely be counted on from two people, Doug Christie and Jackson. They were the backbone. They were the character guys.
"Last year," Jackson says, "I think a lot of people looked at me like, 'You know what? You cost us the playoffs.' "
Is there any corner of the basketball universe in which that thought gains serious traction? If there is, I'd love to see it. It must be the same place where Ron Artest is voted Citizen of the Year.
Yet here stands Jackson, accused and (by some) convicted of malingering his way through the playoffs last season. He had a strained abdomen, and he didn't play despite appearing at least capable of going through the motions during pre-game drills and the like; and he then endured the fallout, which was remarkably toxic for a player otherwise so well regarded.
His character was questioned. His judgment was questioned. It got so bad that at one point he found himself confronting teammate Chris Webber and demanding to know whether he had Jackson in mind when he spoke of the team's weak constitution.
Webber assured Jackson he wasn't thinking of him.
Can't say the same for everybody.
"I was really upset how the people talked about me in the paper, how they said I should have played and I was selfish for not playing," Jackson says. "They didn't know the whole story."
But Jackson left the door open to the criticism himself - and still leaves it open - by flatly stating he didn't want to play if he couldn't go at his customary tilt. The thing is, 85 percent of Jackson is better than 100 percent of a lot of NBA players. Can't blame Hoops Nation for latching on to that factoid.
"Last year, I just didn't choose to go out there because I knew I couldn't give the team 110 percent," Jackson says now. "Some people can do that. I can't. I like to go all out, play hard, do all of it, you know?"
Sure, sure. Still, here Jackson is, a person almost desperate to erase that image as a guy who can't stay healthy enough to make a difference for the Kings.
Problem is, he can't stay healthy enough to make a difference for the Kings.
Could Jackson help the Kings right now? Only in about a hundred ways - and Jackson knows most of them by heart. Put it this way: If Mike Bibby collapses in a puddle somewhere between now and Playoff Land, Jackson will be the one holding the mop and bucket.
"Me being out, it wears on Mike," Jackson says, glancing at his lamed left wrist, the one still in a brace months after the surgery to repair a torn ligament - the third time in three seasons the former NBA Sixth Man of the Year has missed significant numbers of games.
"Mike has played extremely well," he says of Bibby, "but he can't play 40 minutes a game forever. What point guard plays 40 minutes and averages 20 points and still has his legs under him when the playoffs come?"
Can't think of one offhand, but that's the situation Kings coach Rick Adelman is facing in the absence of a suitable alternative. In all the retooling of Team Violet achieved by Geoff Petrie and his peeps over the past couple of months, the one thing that didn't change was the crying need for someone in back of Bibby, who at last glance was playing - oh, I don't know - 49 of the available 48 minutes every night at the point.
The hope now is for Jackson's healing wrist, and the possibility - raised by Jackson himself, in optimistic moments over the past week or two - that the guard might be able to play during the final week of the regular season and then be ready for the Kings' playoff run, whatever that turns out to be.
Frankly, it looks like a stretch. The Jackson of today, just three weeks from season's end, cannot yet even manipulate the left wrist. He has developed a mean one-handed, unguarded jump shot on the practice floor, but you sort of get the feeling it might not be so effective in game action.
Still, Jackson in action is the only way to put this thing to rest, the bad taste from last year's playoffs, all of it. He needs to play. Petrie said way back in January that, injury or no injury, he planned to exercise his option on Jackson's contract for next season. That's too far off. No, Bobby Jackson needs to get back on the court now, or as soon to now as he can make it. He might never be 100 percent again in his career. It's not the same as saying he can't make the Kings a better team by showing up.
http://www.sacbee.com/content/sports/basketball/kings/story/12649551p-13502958c.html
By Mark Kreidler -- Bee Sports Columnist
Published 2:15 am PST Thursday, March 31, 2005
Bobby Jackson the slouch: Is there a less congruous image?
Does anything feel more out of place in the Kings' world than the notion of Jackson as a Tin Man? For a couple of years, one of the most dependable facets of the team was the full-bore effort up and down the floor that could routinely be counted on from two people, Doug Christie and Jackson. They were the backbone. They were the character guys.
"Last year," Jackson says, "I think a lot of people looked at me like, 'You know what? You cost us the playoffs.' "
Is there any corner of the basketball universe in which that thought gains serious traction? If there is, I'd love to see it. It must be the same place where Ron Artest is voted Citizen of the Year.
Yet here stands Jackson, accused and (by some) convicted of malingering his way through the playoffs last season. He had a strained abdomen, and he didn't play despite appearing at least capable of going through the motions during pre-game drills and the like; and he then endured the fallout, which was remarkably toxic for a player otherwise so well regarded.
His character was questioned. His judgment was questioned. It got so bad that at one point he found himself confronting teammate Chris Webber and demanding to know whether he had Jackson in mind when he spoke of the team's weak constitution.
Webber assured Jackson he wasn't thinking of him.
Can't say the same for everybody.
"I was really upset how the people talked about me in the paper, how they said I should have played and I was selfish for not playing," Jackson says. "They didn't know the whole story."
But Jackson left the door open to the criticism himself - and still leaves it open - by flatly stating he didn't want to play if he couldn't go at his customary tilt. The thing is, 85 percent of Jackson is better than 100 percent of a lot of NBA players. Can't blame Hoops Nation for latching on to that factoid.
"Last year, I just didn't choose to go out there because I knew I couldn't give the team 110 percent," Jackson says now. "Some people can do that. I can't. I like to go all out, play hard, do all of it, you know?"
Sure, sure. Still, here Jackson is, a person almost desperate to erase that image as a guy who can't stay healthy enough to make a difference for the Kings.
Problem is, he can't stay healthy enough to make a difference for the Kings.
Could Jackson help the Kings right now? Only in about a hundred ways - and Jackson knows most of them by heart. Put it this way: If Mike Bibby collapses in a puddle somewhere between now and Playoff Land, Jackson will be the one holding the mop and bucket.
"Me being out, it wears on Mike," Jackson says, glancing at his lamed left wrist, the one still in a brace months after the surgery to repair a torn ligament - the third time in three seasons the former NBA Sixth Man of the Year has missed significant numbers of games.
"Mike has played extremely well," he says of Bibby, "but he can't play 40 minutes a game forever. What point guard plays 40 minutes and averages 20 points and still has his legs under him when the playoffs come?"
Can't think of one offhand, but that's the situation Kings coach Rick Adelman is facing in the absence of a suitable alternative. In all the retooling of Team Violet achieved by Geoff Petrie and his peeps over the past couple of months, the one thing that didn't change was the crying need for someone in back of Bibby, who at last glance was playing - oh, I don't know - 49 of the available 48 minutes every night at the point.
The hope now is for Jackson's healing wrist, and the possibility - raised by Jackson himself, in optimistic moments over the past week or two - that the guard might be able to play during the final week of the regular season and then be ready for the Kings' playoff run, whatever that turns out to be.
Frankly, it looks like a stretch. The Jackson of today, just three weeks from season's end, cannot yet even manipulate the left wrist. He has developed a mean one-handed, unguarded jump shot on the practice floor, but you sort of get the feeling it might not be so effective in game action.
Still, Jackson in action is the only way to put this thing to rest, the bad taste from last year's playoffs, all of it. He needs to play. Petrie said way back in January that, injury or no injury, he planned to exercise his option on Jackson's contract for next season. That's too far off. No, Bobby Jackson needs to get back on the court now, or as soon to now as he can make it. He might never be 100 percent again in his career. It's not the same as saying he can't make the Kings a better team by showing up.
http://www.sacbee.com/content/sports/basketball/kings/story/12649551p-13502958c.html