Wednesday, February 13, 2008

Duke vs Maryland Game Blog – Checkmate


Maryland comes in on a hot streak. They’ve won 4 in a row, 6 of their last 7, with their only loss during that period being the Jan 27 loss to Duke. Vasquez and Gist have been on fire, with Vasquez being named by ESPN as Player of the Week for his stat lines against BC and NC State. With 2 and a half weeks to further learn and study each other for this rematch – who will win out? Who can adjust better?

The first few possessions don’t look so hot. Henderson with a short jumper doesn’t go, Paulus off a curl can’t hit, and Singler gets blocked. But we are making it look like 7 on 5 on defense, with Nelson and LT trying to steal every pass in sight, and a great Henderson BLOCK! turns into a fastbreak for us, with Nelson smartly whipping it out to Greg on the 3 point line for the TRIPLE!!!!!!!! 6-2! Great transition three, as they were playing Nelson for the dunk. Then – offensive charge drawn by Lance Thomas! We’re on a roll, baby! (Dickie V is in the house – can you tell?) Ugh, then they block another shot, Thomas’s this time, but Singler taps the rebound out to Paulus, who picks up the gift and immediately lets it fly – MONEY! 8-2, baby!!! 16:45, and Gary Williams needs a timeout! They can’t rebound for s***!

Long outlet pass to Henderson, who streaks into the lane all alone, going for the dunk – oh, but FOULED by Osby! The rim rattles with the confrontation, but Henderson shakes it off and nails both free throws. He’s wearing a black wrist band on his right shooting wrist, with straps that looks like he was involved in the filming of the Matrix sequels. Hey, Zoubek is in! And right off the bat, he challenges Gist for a shot and makes it go awry. Awesome! Singler’s demonstrating a great touch, first with a midrange jumper, then with a runner in the lane off the glass. His threes, though, are way off. And boy, is Maryland blocking our every shot. 4th block already?

4 guards out on the floor right now, with Singler the only one over 6’5”: Paulus, Scheyer, Hendo, and Nelson. Can we play their frontline with 4 guards? Singler tries to thread a pass inside to Nelson but it gets picked off. Scheyer tries a drive, but Osby comes over and challenges his shot, forcing it to rim out. The lead is down to a precarious 15-13, and just as I’m bracing for another nail-biting first half – PAULUS FOR THREE!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh, way to go, GREG!! That’s a huge shot right there, making it 18-13. 10:40. They answer with Osby – but 6 seconds later, we answer right back with another three – this time, it’s SINGLER!!!!!!!!!!!! Left all alone on the perimeter! And he’s starting to shoot like King too – a foot or two beyond the 3 point arc, doesn’t blink, just sights up the basket and shoots. 21-15 in a hurry. They answer with another 2 point jumper. Okay. Paulus shrugs off a random foul in the backcourt, walks up the ball, gets a screen from McClure – and lets fly another three. AND IT HITS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 24-17!!!!!! DAMN!!!!!!!!!! We can trade 2s for 3s all night long! Just say the word! Mr. Limits-Clubs-to-31%-from-Long-Range Maryland – heh.

And as they walk the ball back downcourt – the house just shakes with adrenaline, everybody jumping up and down, hollering – and the Maryland team looks like they don’t know what hit them – they’re making every shot, every shot, yet the lead’s grown to 7 in the blink of an eye. They are quickly realizing, too, that trading 2s for 3s is a winless scenario, that with Duke’s smallest and largest player on the court equally deadly from 3 point range, their size advantage on defense is also negated. And if they drag out their biggest players to defend on the perimeter, that’ll open up shots for our slashers and drivers inside. DeMarcus Nelson and Gerald Henderson are just licking their chops at the second they decide to do that, and open the lane back up for business. Classic deer-in-the-headlights look right there. Hey Gary! Maybe you wanna call another timeout? Share your thoughts on this phenomenon? 9:33.

Baseline drive by Hayes, seemingly all alone into the paint – and Nelson skies for the BLOCK! Great anticipation to get up in the air like that when it looked like Hayes had beaten everyone into the lane. Singler looses the handle on the drive to Gist – his 3rd turnover? King comes in for Kyle, and he has all kinds of trouble guarding Gist, who misses more point-blank shots than I can count, but keeps getting his own miss back, and trying again, until King ties him up – and is called for the foul. So far, though, this dude who scorched us for 26 in the last meeting has been pretty quiet.

Oh, MCCLURE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Runaway DUNK! He flat-out made Osby look like a drive-through window! Wow! Troy is out on the perimeter, Osby is on him, he tries to body-check Troy but quickly pulls back both hands to show his repentance, and then Troy just zooms by him, hopping into the lane, and by the time they realize that he intends to shoot it is all over, he’s gone, and the ball thunderously rattling into the hoop. And it’s 28-18, just like that!!!! “Aww, you can’t let McClure take you one on one, and then no one rotates over!” Dickie V is livid at MD. 7:56.

Great steal by D-Marc, gets it to Paulus even though he’s fallen to the ground, Henderson passes to King right underneath the basket – but Osby blocks him!!! ARGHHHHH! But oh . . how to make them pay! A screener comes, nobody stays with Kyle, and it’s gone – ANOTHER THREE!!!!!!!!!!!! 6 of 11 so far from downtown by the team!!! And the Cameron Crazies give him a standing ovation, as one after another stands up, clapping, the cheerleaders twirling – this is a legend in the making. And Kyle just trots off to the other end, ready to get back on D, no fanfare on his part – it’s just too easy! And as they pan to our freshman sensation, Dickie V warns the rest of the teams out there that “he looks like he’s staying in college, there’s no NBA interest in his body.” Music to our ears, Dickie V! 35-22, 4:13.

Ah, thanks so much, Brian Zoubek! Our 7 footer sets a solid screen for Greg that sends Vasquez sprawling to the floor. But, all kidding aside – that Vasquez kid is really good at setting up his teammates, running the floor, and passing off to his bigger teammates, especially Gist, who made Singler reach for the steal, only to go crashing onto the floor as he got up an uncontested shot. That’s the Maryland that scares me – fast on the break, then able to go down low to Osby or Gist when they go to halfcourt. But Singler eases all worries with yet another three, this time from the corner – nothing but net, baby! You leave me open, you’re gonna pay every time. 3 of 6 so far for him!!! 41-30 at the half. Boy, that’s a cute stuffed turtle they’re torturing amongst the Crazies crowd!

Second half: Duke has now gotten somewhat of a reputation as a strong second-half team, and we again show it here – two steals on the first two Maryland possessions right off the bat! First, Nelson with a crazy move inside, walled in by an army of defenders and giving that classic “oh!” as he almost looses the handle, but manages to get it back and turns to toss it up strong. Then, we strip the entry pass to Osby. On the next possession, G makes off with another poor pass, and Singler tries a 7 footer, it bounces off the rim, we’re able to snatch the offensive rebound, Nelson drives – then kicks out to Kyle way out in the corner, and – HA! SINGLER BABY!! Just NAILS another trifecta from the corner – that’s his favorite spot! Right in front of the Duke bench! Gary looks like he’s just swallowed a turd. Immediately calls a timeout. I mean, he sure as hell can’t do anything else. Can’t go out and help his team guard Singler. Can’t assign a double team to him because of all our other scoring threats. And in a game full of mismatches, it’s up to whichever team can execute better. And right now, that’s Duke. 46-30, only 1 minute gone!

So Maryland finally decides to make a game of it. They’ve had it with their coach and his yelling. Vasquez is single-handedly leading his team on, and his teammates are responding. Look at him – screaming, slapping the floor! Hey kid – isn’t that what you hated about Duke? Paulus drives and looses it out of bounds. Nelson drives and looses it out of bounds. Boy, they’re really neutralizing Henderson and his power moves – Nelson too. Neither one of our slashers can create, because they’re repeatedly being met by a WALL of defenders, all looming to either alter or block their shot. Thank God we can kick out for 3s, huh? Just as I say that . . Nelson misses from downtown. Paulus misses. Scheyer misses. And what’s up with the no-calls? Henderson takes a charge but it’s not called. Singler tries to stop Vasquez on one of his trademark wild drives and both players go down, to nary a peep from the whistles. Uh, refs? Can we please solicit your opinion on these two last plays? Are they fouls or not? Just because Maryland is down 16 and now down 11 does not mean you need to give them all the help they need.

OH, PAULUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! FOR THREE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! “Paulus with the ANSWER!” They’d just cut the lead down to 6, 46-40, off a Neal three, and we had botched up our last string of possessions to no field goals for about 4 minutes. Then Paulus sends the ball inside to Singler, who kicks it back out, and he just goes up for the three – and hits!! BIG TIME right there. Off the make, we double-team and trap their backcourt, and – they fling the pass straight to Gerald, who lobs it forward to Nelson, already gone – who DUNKS!!!!!!!!!!! Boy, we needed that! “[Duke’s] hard enough to beat without giving them all the easy ones!” 51-40! 14:44.

Hmmm. Hayes throws down a great three of his own, and that quiets the crowd down somewhat. But this team has gotten so good at stuffing the other team’s pipe dreams right back down where it came from, it’s scary. Paulus knows exactly what to do. I mean, it’s not like Gary Williams is blind. Paulus and Singler were 9 for 15 in the first half, while the rest of the team was 3 for 15. Shut down P and S, and supposedly, you shut down this high-octane Duke offense – right? That’s a nice idea – on paper. On the court, it looks something like this: Paulus walks the ball up, flipping through 43 different options on the set plays in his book, comes to set play #35, likes it, yells something to his teammates, gets a screen from Singler, drives left, gets both defenders to go chasing after him like squirrels, penetrates enough to get all manner of big bodies to jump up to meet him – and then – haha! – says “gotcha!” and reverse-passes out to Kyle Singler, who steps right up to the 3 point line with his entire sight line open in front of him and just drills the 3. You know it by now: “OH, WOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!” He was WIDE OPEN on the 3! I mean, you could’ve parked a double-wide Hummer in front of him and the closest defender, and still had room for a tailgate! Jesus Christ! I LOVE THIS!!!!!!!!!!! “He’s a 36% three-pointer shooter,” Mike Patrick gropes and finds his jaw from the floor, “but he’s 60% on the night!” As they pan to an exasperated Gary Williams, just speechless after that play, Dick Vitale reminds us of Gary’s own words at halftime: “We have to concentrate, and contain, Singler and Paulus shooting the three.” Good job, Gary! Really working out for ya so far! “Who’s made the last two? Paulus, and Singler.” “Exactly.” 54-43, 14:11.

So now Vasquez must resort to extreme measures, and pulls an Eric Maynor on Paulus, just hounding him in the backcourt. Henderson is inbounding the ball, Vasquez is pushing and shoving Paulus in every which way, steals the ball away, and runs off scoot-free. Okay. He then takes about 8 shots all by himself, including a wild runner against a staunch Singler that bounces wildly away and makes the announcers say “Huh? What was that???” Oh, and right in front of the Duke bench – Paulus is trying to take the ball off Singler’s hands and Vasquez just dogs him to no end, arm-wrestling him it seems, snatching his jersey and trying to trip him up and in general mugging Paulus in full view of the officials with nary a sound from their whistles. I mean, really – the officials tonight would much rather watch reruns of The Love Boat than call a foul on Super-Vasquez. Even Mike Patrick is livid! “I really find it hard to believe, that Vasquez was not called for a hold!” As the ball sails out of bounds on a desperate pass to Scheyer. Another turnover. Our lead is down to 5, 54-49, with 11:41 remaining.

Nolan is in for Greg, as Osby muscles in a ball to cut the lead to 3. Hmmm, Henderson is trying very hard, but just can’t seem to get to the rim in the right posture, and the shot rims out. Vasquez, aware that he can take all the glory and headlines with a 3 to tie the game, spots up about 3 feet out to launch the three – and misses badly. Classic Dickie V, as he ribs him: “He’s trying to shoot too many jumpers, not passing to anybody! Let that ball touch some people!”

OH, NELSON! GREAT defensive play on the switch inside as he just knocks that ball loose from what was seemly a runaway layup. Both teams are deadlocked at 54-51, nobody can score, and the defense is solid on both ends of the court. And just as Patrick notes that Duke has gone more than 5 minutes without a field goal – again – Paulus gets all the way into the lane, looks for all intents and purposes to shoot that ball, he was maybe 2 feet away – but his point guard instincts kick in, and he expertly lobs it out to Scheyer, who hits for THREE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh my God, how we needed that! From the Duke corner! YES! 57-51!

Oh no, I spoke too fast. Vasquez with a runner, 57-53, then with 8:20 still remaining Paulus decides to initiate stallball, runs the clock down to 13, circles into the lane only to kick out to DeMarcus, who drives but, as he and Henderson has discovered all night long – just completely gets met by an immovable WALL, throws up an “oh!” as he looses his balance, and the ball doesn’t even get off for a shot before its picked off by the Terps. On the other end – Gist dunks – and suddenly it’s a 2 point game. 57-55, 7:53. S***! Duke calls a timeout.

Paulus tries a running 3 off the timeout, to no avail. Our 3 point shooting is now off its sugar high. LT with a block on the other end, they get it back, but they can’t hit it. And then? Who else? Oh, Oh, Oh – Singler!! Baseline drive, his body laced with emotion and determination, just knows he can beat his man and does it with speed and a smoothness that belies the surprise of Gist rotating over, laying it in with just a hint of a snarl. 59-55.

“ACC-olades”: ESPN shows a chart that’s pretty damn amazing. 24 of 55 ACC games so far has been decided by 2 points or fewer, or going into OT, with 10 OT games so far, nearly a record! (the record is 11) And what do you know, 6 of those games are courtesy of good ol’ Carolina, while Duke has been untouched! No one’s been within 9 points of Duke at the end of regulation, nor has had a lead on us with at least 4:55 left to play – yet SIX times Carolina has found itself in a sweat in the endgame! That would be at Clemson, at GT, vs Maryland (loss), at Florida State, vs Clemson, and at Virginia. Way to convince everybody you’re supposed to be the best in the league, huh, guys? Digger?

Holy LORD! Singler with ANOTHER THREE!!!!!! This time someone is actually guarding him (Osby), but it makes no difference – the big guy barely has time to react before that shot is already off, and soaring through the air. That’s the dagger, right there. Vasquez had just cut it down to 4, 61-57, with a jumper in the lane, and Maryland looked poised for another comeback, having chipped away and chipped away – and now we hold the ball, run some time off the clock, and then boy, Singler just negates all their hard work with a 3 right where he’s standing, just jumps up and knocks it down, so poised and confident, like “I can do this, all day”. It is frightening even me! Vitale is just amazed at Maryland’s amnesia. “You can’t let him shoot it, Mike! I told you, he’s been on fire in the last couple of games. Gary Williams knew that. That was one of his points of emphasis to his team before the game!” Haha, and they show a shot of Gary Williams with both fingers on either side of his head, calling his team dumbasses for not guarding that play. 64-57, 5:30.

WOW!! What a peerless defensive play by Paulus, who just strips the charging Osby of the ball as he’s going to the basket, then spots a streaking Singler on the other end for a warp-speed pass for the DUNK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! TD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Statement bucket right there!!! “Oh, that’s big, that’s BIG!!!” Dickie V applauds. 66-57!!! 4:52, Gary Williams has no choice. Timeout, their last one, by Maryland.

“Kyle Sing-ler!” clap-clap-clap. “Kyle Sing-ler!” clap-clap-clap. I have no fear anymore. This game is in the bag. Maryland’s beat. 4:28, we’ve got our 9 point lead, and now it’s time to play some stallball and rest ourselves for the next game. Paulus dribbles some, Nelson dribbles some, we’ve spread their defenders out to nearly all 4 corners, and now Scheyer, with Gist guarding him, waits for the clock, waits for the friendly ticks to go down to 12, and now we execute. Singler comes out with a screen for him, Scheyer circles wide into the lane, nobody rotates over, and he finishes the run with a point-blank layup! “Isn’t that pretty!” “He froze the defensive playa! A little hoppy-step dribble!” Oh, Scheyer!

Scheyer should really wear a helmet and pads whenever he goes into the lane for drives – he gets fouled every time, and quite hard too. Then he happily goes to the free throw line to work on pretend-late-game-FT-scenarios, grinning with each swish of the net. Oh, Kyle! You shoulda dunked it! They play him for 4 corners again, he instead bolts through an opening and charges wide open into the lane, goes up in the air only to find Osby ready for the throwdown, and so he makes the read in mid-air and so unselfishly dishes to Nelson, who shows no mercy in the flush. And the crowd goes wild!!! “Duke is not #2 in the country for nothing. They have earned their lofty rating, and they have proved that emphatically during the course of the year.” Mike Patrick gushes. Oh, if only the rankings are based on earnings rather than expectations!

It is now 72-61, 2:18 left, and the last 2 minutes becomes a chat about Duke’s post-season chances. I think I can earn a doctorate on that now; I mean, I’ve heard just about every argument. And it always comes back to the same thing. Yes, Duke has both slashers and 3 point shooters, so “you have to kind of pick your poison” guarding them. Fine. But, but, but – there is always that “but”! You would think 22 games and 21 wins would answer it by now, but no – here we go again – we have no post presence. The shooting touch can come and go. The post presence, however, is solid. Oh yeah? Are you sure about that? The post presence can’t get into foul trouble? The post presence can’t give up turnovers, missed shots, just like a shooter would? The only thing I care about with a post presence is DEFENSE, and I think we’ve answered that question resoundingly well. We can defend, and we can defend with a vengeance. The Phoenix Suns added Shaquille O’Neill not for his offense, but for his defense. We cannot shell out $$ for a post presence in mid-season like the NBA, but we can play tremendous help D to compensate, and we have. We force an average of 20 turnovers per game, and we’ve done that again tonight, with 19, including 14 steals. FOURTEEN! That’s unreal! So, we will see. The thing I fear most is not an off-shooting night; I just think we have too many capable shooters for that. The thing I fear the most – is Kyle Singler in foul trouble. We will live or die by his defense, and if he is not able to defend with impunity, then we’re done. I’ll give you that much. And thank God, in the last few games, he’s really reined in his fouls. 77-65 final.

Post-game thoughts:

Kyle Singler’s threes
Ok, about this recent barrage of threes by Kyle: I looked up his stats recently, and it confounds me – more than 41% of his shots are threes, and more than 50% during ACC play. And at the beginning of the year, I would often get frustrated, because with our great guard play, we don’t really need another 3 point specialist – what we need are points down in the paint. And with his awesome FT%, I thought that would be more beneficial to the club. Plus, his 3P% wasn’t all that great – something around 33%. But that has increased. And in the last couple of ACC games – that has dramatically increased, to some nights where he’s shooting 50%, like in the UNC game. Why? Because he can get himself WIDE OPEN. You can have a piƱata party right in front of him, and your stick won’t hit a single opposing defender. The opposing big guarding him often has trouble remembering that he has to go out and cover that part of the floor. And for Singler to be able to make threes at 40% or 50% clips is amazing. It is a MAJOR weapon. And it’s easier said than done when covering him on those shots, because:

A) He’s always the trailing forward as we bring the ball up, inbounding it to Greg or Nolan, so that the opposing big has already run down the floor on D and pitched his tent near the basket to guard. Yep. So that means if they don’t pick him up, either he gets a smaller guy on him, or nobody, which is the prime time to let that baby fly.

B) He is GREAT at getting himself wide open off of a pick n’ pop. Duke will run those plays for him, and if he’s open, he lets that shot fly faster than you can blink and watch it fly over your head into the hoop. He’s also great at shot selection. When he found his shot a bit too closely contested for his taste in the second half today, he reversed his action in mid-air to send the ball back out to Paulus – in mid-air! Very cute with his legs doing a scissor-kick.

For him to grow and cultivate his 3 point shot into a 66% clip tonight (6 of 9), and now 39% overall, is staggering. It’s just another facet of the mismatch that he provides, and gives us an insurance policy in case Greg/Jon/Taylor’s 3 point shots are off. We will need great shooting nights to go far in the tournament, and Kyle Singler’s already got us covered on one aspect of that. GREAT!

Duke vs Maryland's Execution
It’s pretty amazing to see how each team responded to the first Jan 27 game in Maryland, where Duke won 93-84, and came up with game plans to stop what hurt them the most, in a bid to win the rematch. Witness:

Maryland was going to stop DeMarcus and Gerald in the paint at all costs. Our pair had scorched them for 50 points, on 19 of 31 shooting, all over their floor! So they double or triple-teamed down low in the post, cut off driving lanes, and turned DeMarcus and G away again and again, forcing them to shoot a combined 4 for 15 and only 16 points overall. Now, I don’t know how much G’s shooting night had to do with his sprained wrist, as he was only 0 for 3, very uncharacteristic of him. But the strategy clearly bothered DeMarcus, who did kick it out for 2 assists, but gave up 3 turnovers. Overall, we had 18 points in the paint to their 32. Good job, Maryland – mission accomplished.

Meanwhile, Duke looked at Gist and Osby dominating the low block for a combined 16 of 26, 46 points total last time and said no way, never again. Osby still got most of his, but we especially keyed in and stopped Gist from touching the ball as much as he has in the last few games, and we were able to cut down their damage to just 21 points, on 8 of 22 shooting. For a while there, it was strictly the Greivis Vasquez Show, and though he got his 25, no one else really contributed, and that’s the ballgame.

In fact, it’s pretty damn amazing how Duke can concentrate on shutting down 1 or 2 players, and go about executing their plan to perfection. That’s a huge credit to the coaching staff, and the players as well to do it without fouling. The adjustments this team can make is astounding. In the Jan 27 meeting, I clearly remember both Singler and Paulus going to the bench during a crucial, crucial stretch because they were both saddled with 4 fouls. Kyle wound up fouling out. They were also struggling with their shot, with Singler clearly bothered by the bigger and more senior frontline of Gist and Osby, shooting only 2 of 10, 1 of 5 on three. Paulus, too, seemed beat by the taller Vasquez, shooting 3 for 7 and playing only 19 minutes. Nolan played huge in his absence.

But both players got their revenge tonight. My God, how much has Singler improved over the past 2 and a half weeks?? Ridiculous! The UNC game was huge, where he more than held his ground with Hansbrough, the BC game was hilarious how he abused Oates, and now, here, he made Gist foul out. Hell yeah! 6 of 9 threes!!! Combining with Paulus for 10 of 17 threes!!! That’s just sick! They combined for 46 points total, completely negating Maryland’s incoming battle plan to lock down on G and Nelson, and that’s the game. That’s the difference. We adjusted, we found and exploited our mismatches again and again, while they went to Vasquez and Osby and nobody else. Checkmate, baby.

Saturday, February 9, 2008

Duke vs BC Game Blog – Singler shows Laettner’s fire


Oh? How did this game get in here? Just 2 days after celebrating our biggest win of the year at Chapel Hill – we have to play again? Against – let me check the program again – the Boston College Eagles? Uh, didn’t we actually beat them last year, twice? Hmmm . . not much motivation here. But something’s not right. BC, after starting off hot with 3 straight ACC wins, including at Maryland, has dropped its last 5 – to be 3-5 in the league. Yikes. I was gonna skip this game and Tivo it for later – hosting a party et al – but then I casually check the score, and – what?????? BC is leading????? That’s impossible!!! We just beat UNC! We can’t possibly lose! Aaaaaand that’s exactly what they mean by the “trap” mentality, I guess. Great. No more taking this game off. No more sleeping in.

Because a team like BC isn’t just gonna come in and play dead, not after having lost 5 in a row already, and suddenly, to them, this is bigger than just one game – this is about them, their season, and quite possibly their manhood. Meanwhile, Duke has had, what – only a day? To enjoy its magnificent UNC win? A win that is still being debated, from Anchorage to Zaire, as whether this means Duke can go all the way? “Oh, yeah, their record’s great, BUT, no post presence . . eh, great win, BUT, without Lawson . . dah dah dah.” Whatever. Guys, don’t listen to them. We have motivation too. This is our year. This is our raison d’etre. This is for DeMarcus. And, so, with my heart in my throat, I scramble for the remote, and, once again, tune out 2 hours of the real world for a thrill ride with my Blue Devils.

Rice scores the first bucket, cutting into the paint to freeze Paulus, immediately telling its host that there will be no shutting down this prize guard, a la Ellington/Oglesby/Fells. LT gets an entry pass, bobbles it dangerously, sends it out to Paulus, who fires a 3 ball that hits the rim. Is the UNC magic still there? They grab the loose ball and get a fastbreak bucket. Then Singler beats his man down the floor for the easy, easy layup! “Oh, BEAUTIFUL!!!” Billy Packer raves. And Singler with a near-steal! First turnover forced.

Aww-howwwww!!! PAULUS!!!!!! With such an on-the-dime bounce pass to a full-speed Nelson that leaves my jaw on the floor. Through 5 sprinting bodies! To a running DeMarcus Nelson, all the way on the other side! Who wasn’t even looking! How did he do that???? They are charging up the court like a herd of wildebeest towards water, everyone is running, and somehow Paulus just pulls up and fires a lightening bounce pass – through Lance Thomas, it looked like – to a cutting DeMarcus Nelson on the other side, who just becomes one with it, and – hell, I can’t even describe it! Then he goes up and it’s in. Done. Back the other way. It’s as if they both had superpowers to teleport, and could communicate seamlessly with one another to boot. Astounding! And the defense still doesn’t know what’s hit them. If Paulus keeps making these kind of passes, who cares if Lawson comes back or not? 4-4, 18:10.

We are sharp. There is no letdown from the UNC game, “trap” game or not. How can you not be, when you’re at home playing in front of the Cameron Crazies? Who are still treating every move as if the opponent was UNC? Singler with another near-steal! Then, with the shot clock down to 11, 10, 9, Rice drives and gets it into the hands of a big guy, but Singler immediately hedges up and stands his ground, and the pass somehow zooms upward 30 feet towards the ceiling, before coming back down. And a travel! Ha!!

Hmmm. Paulus is really looking to get that UNC magic back, no? Fires off 2 quick-trigger threes in a row after Singler taps the ball out for an offensive rebound, and now he’s 0 for 3. But on the next possession, Singler, loitering about the perimeter, looks around, sees no great alternatives, sees his guy loafing in front of him, and goes up effortlessly for the three-point shot. And it rolls right in! This is gonna be a terror for other teams if he becomes a 45% 3 point shooter!

Scheyer with a block from behind? Really???? OOHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! DEMARCUS NELSON IS BACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Spins, weaves, explosive first step, and he soars towards the basket only to be stopped by the 6’10” wall John Oates – but he doesn’t care, just uses him as a ladder, and leans in just enough to support himself for the floater over him – score! Followed by yet ANOTHER turnover for BC!!!!!! 9-6, 15:34! This is turning into a laughter!!!

Nelson dribbles, finds a defender all over him, gives it to Singler in the corner to create for himself, he looks, sees McClure tussling in the post – not exactly a great option – where is Lance? Or Brian? I thought he was gonna play in this game? And then he fakes left, drives right, tries to slide into the post but is immediately met by 2 goons, sort of tries to flip it up even as he’s trying to avoid contact. The shot has no chance, going up awkwardly, but Singler, following it around the rim, scoots over and soars just enough to meet it as it comes back out to tip it in. And it goes!!! Awesome! The defenders were caught completely flat-footed.

They answer back with 2 good scores, but then commit the fatal error of sending a lazy pass in the backcourt. Scheyer taps it away immediately, it’s almost too easy – and the guy goes down, leaving Scheyer all alone to cruise to the other end for the layup. “I don’t like how nobody hustled back,” the announcer huffs. “In case Scheyer missed.” In case Scheyer missed???? Uh, who do you think we are, the North Carolina JV team? Did you see anybody within 30 feet of him??? No, I didn’t think so.

Oh, here comes the liberal substitutions! I ::heart:: thee! LT, Henderson, Paulus, and King comes in for Nelson, Singler, Nolan, and McClure. Scheyer with another STEAL! Take that, DeJuan Blair, who creams me for an uber-foul that’s not called for in the Garden game! Rice on the exchange with Oates, goes down to the floor, Oates looks on concerned, and Scheyer just runs in and taps that ball away right out of his hands, speeding off laughing with it, the loose ball bouncing along happily in front of him, and nobody on the BC team, again, can catch our shooting star as he lays it in off the glass.

The ACC is the ONLY conference where every team has a winning record. That’s incredible! (Although it is almost immediately disputed by Virginia, who lost to Wake today and is now 11-11, 1-8) It is also the only conference with a #2 and a #3 nationally, that’s not going to go anywhere but up. As Paulus tosses a fireball up high for Gerald the Hedgehog to fly in and DUNK IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Hello, Sonic!!! What perfect execution!! The announcers are so blown out of their chairs that they immediately bring up comparisons to Bobby Hurley and Grant Hill. Bobby’s quote, and probably what Paulus was thinking too: “I just throw it up somewhere near that rim, and I know he’ll go get it.” They try a thunderdunk of their own with Blair, but KING is right there! Offensive charge on Blair!!! Turnover #6! 17-14, 12:01.

Another great stat: second-chance points off our great offensive rebounds so far!! Nelson, despite missing both free throws, determinedly grabs his own rebound, Henderson tries a 3, miss, but King is there to grab the weak-side rebound, and then Nelson, again, penetrates and then just so alertly dishes to LT who’s waiting right under the basket and just towers up for the DUNK! I love second chance points!

Hmmmm. Our shoots are just not falling. Jay Bilas has repeatedly warned about this – you can’t win 6 games in a row in March strictly based on perimeter shooting. And, so far, our perimeter shooting has been horrendous. I don’t know the stats, but everyone has tried one so far, to only 1 make: Singler’s. We’ve had 22 shot attempts – DOUBLE BC’s – forced them into 7 turnovers vs our none – and yet, we are now tied? 19-19? And, behind? 19-21? This is when Singler comes back off the bench. And, immediately, he makes a potential 3 point play by going up strong off a McClure dish despite being fouled, and one! Or not . . missed the FT.

“This is the same point where BC and Carolina were tied, 21-21, and Roy Williams pulled all 5 of his guys off the floor to send them a message,” Packer reminds us. Carolina wound up winning by 22, 91-69. Well, Coach K has no reason to pull any of his starters off the floor right now, let alone all 5. It’s not like we’re not playing hard right now – we’re actually very scrappy, very alert – but our threes are just not going down. A lot of short shots, actually, bouncing off the front rim, including Paulus, and King? Gah. Are visions of the spectacular shooting night in Chapel Hill still dancing in our heads? And why not? We are getting some great, open looks here. Including being wide open on our free throws! They’re just not going down. As the crowd suddenly ROARS at Cameron Indoor – Brian Zoubek is BACK!!!!!! Welcome back, big guy! We missed ya! 21-21, 9:12.

Oh, no – a bit too eager, perhaps? “My bad!” he says, tapping his chest, as he commits a cheapie on the perimeter. Ah, but how happy must Singler be that he doesn’t have to play the 5 anymore? As Zoubek brings his imposing frame over to help him guard the low-post guy with the ball, and he overshoots it, right into Scheyer’s lap on the other side. We swing the other way, and – NOLAN, with a THREE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! That baby just snuggles in there. “Smith was camped out there!” Packer chuckles.

We are doing everything right, in every foreseeable category, except one – FG%. Forcing 8 more turnovers, grabbing 7 more offensive rebounds, going to the free throw line for 6 more attempts – and yet, yet, we are down 25-26? Ah, here is why: they are shooting 67%, while we are shooting only 38%. In our own gym, no less. And there is Coach K, with an entire, rapt audience around him, listening as he essentially tells his guys the same thing that Roy Williams told his guys, except maybe with less of a threat to pull them off the floor. They’ve done nothing wrong – they’re picking up them full court, for Christ’s sakes, they’re playing hard – those turnovers do not create themselves, ok? But, as we’d seen from numerous games before: Michigan . . Temple . . We will shoot like we’re on Ice Mountain for the first 10 or 15 minutes, and then suddenly we’ll pour it on like oil gushing from the wells. You’ll see.

Coming out of the timeout, Henderson forces another turnover by hustling after a loose ball, but turns it right over with a bad pass. They rush down the court – but we are MONSTERS on our defense, and my God, how high does G soar for the rebound!!! Great hustle again on our possession to recover a near turnover, as Singler just refuses to lose that ball, manages to bat it up high, and grabs it back for Duke, then dishes to LT who’s fouled. And here comes the free throw virus again, lingering from the UNC game . . as he misses his first . . then his second . . and we are batting a woeful 2 of 10. Yikes.

Well, Rice is not having any shooting woes – drills another 3 despite a hand in his face. Then Nelson commits an offensive charge. We answer right back with another forced turnover – their 10th. “You commit 10 TO, don’t get to the foul line, and you’re up by 3. Weird game,” Packer muses for BC. Oh s***!!! Singler wasn’t looking, and Paulus sends him a pass anyway, immediately picked off by BC, and it’s an instant two for them. UGH. 26-31???

Who is guarding Rice????? He’s torching us right and left! As King fouls him on a 3, and soon it is 28-35. I am in disbelief. Halftime is less than 5 minutes away. This is starting to become a bad habit. That is when our senior captain, DeMarcus Nelson, takes the team on his shoulders, curls in from the right wing, shifting through 4 gears, attacking, imposing, waits for the defender to jump out of the way before throwing it up strong, and getting the whistle for the and-one! ARGGGHHHHH!!!! And Singler is so excited, he hugs him!!!! There’s our leader!!!! 30-35.

Awww, damn. King with the blocking foul rather than the offensive charge he was looking for, and now he has 2. They hit all their and-ones, and suddenly it’s a scary 30-38, 4:35. And Nolan Smith, as discontent as I am, circles in from the perimeter to go all the way! Nice!!! “The shot blockers are off the floor, so once you penetrate, you probably can finish.” Just as I’m wondering why King is still in the game after picking up 2 fouls – oh, oh – there he is, KING for THREEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!! He just lets it rip, and this time, finally, finally, finally, it finds the bottom of the net. And we’re back, just like that!!! 35-38!

Now we need a defensive stop. And Nolan Smith is all over Tyrese Rice, hounding him, staying in front of him, not letting him penetrate, or see beyond 3 feet, and the guy can’t get nothing off, not a pass, not a shot, and finally with the clock down to 2 or 3 seconds he has to toss it up, and it goes over the backboard, as he himself falls out of bounds. GREAT, GREAT defense by the freshman. I love how this Duke team responds when it’s down. Different guys finding different ways to step up and get a stop, get an ear-splitting score. 3:11.

Well, Al Skinner definitely agrees. While they show Coach K maybe sharing a joke with his staff, Skinner on the other side is busy wiping off his brow with a towel. As he watches Nelson pull up for a sweet, sweet 15 foot jumper. 37-38! Then Nolan does a tremendous job of penetrating, drawing in the sharks, all with the aim of kicking the ball out to Taylor King, and – wow – there’s nobody within 5 feet of him! Yet, the shot is way short. And Kyle Singler is immediately inserted back for King. Perfect timing, too, because though LT gets a great pass inside, and has no competition for it, he misses a 1-incher. And Kyle steps right up behind him to clean up the mess. 39-42.

And LT returns the favor. Last shot, we free up Singler all alone on the right wing, he fires a 3 – looking good! We can tie the game! OH! Miss. But Thomas, right under the basket, reaches up for the put-back with 1 second left – and it’s GOOOOOOOOD! Right before the buzzer! 41-42 Halftime.

Second Half: Hmmmm, our defense is not exactly hole-free, is it? They score right away, and its 42-46 again in a hurry. Then – uh oh. Rice is down? Fell into the Duke cheerleaders and twisted his ankle there. Hobbles to the bench, but will probably return. Now can we reel off some points?

Ah, there ya go!!! Nelson, with all kinds of cheering and encouragement and whistling from the adoring Crazies, must’ve been feeling like he was at the Oscars, and this time, patiently knocks down both free throws. Then – then! Nelson with a STEAL in the backcourt!!! And he could’ve driven straight to the hole for the dunk, to finish that aborted play earlier, but instead, so unselfish – he alertly kicks it back out to Paulus, who pulls up just beyond the 3 point arc to let go a determined, hurtling shot – and it’s GOOOOOOD!!!!! 47-46!!!!! We have the lead back!!! 18:43.

And Nelson’s not done. After forcing them into another turnover – 5 second call – and Rice misses a 3, Nelson skies for the rebound, then tears off in the other direction, roaring down the lane and getting up right in John Oates’ face to scorch the net for the deuce. WOW. And they pour it on: “Boy, does he get up!” “Coast to coast!” “He took it inside against Oates who’s 7 feet, and just took it right in his face!” Our one-man offense and defense, DeMarcus Nelson, ladies and gentlemen.

His fearlessness inspires Paulus, who also penetrates for a runner – but it doesn’t go. Packer immediately rats on him as someone who can’t finish in the lane. Aww, c’mon – go easy on him. Yeah, I know Greg is only 1 for 6 so far, including 4 missed threes – but, look at him – he doesn’t care, and he sure as hell doesn’t hesitate when Nelson hits him again from the lane, and that trademark triple, once again, swishes through the net. What was the difference between then and now? Now, the game is on the line. Now, we need to gain and sustain our lead. And Paulus’s three gave us a 52-46 cushion. 16:59.

OH, Henderson!!!! He’s been pretty quiet so far – is this only his 2nd field goal of the game? And just as spectacular as the last, as he breaks free of his man to circle wide into the lane, all alone, for the DUNK off the inbounds! And Lance Thomas adds to the trophy pile! And Singler is as grateful, and as jubilant, as I am that now LT can grab the ball and lay it up with no turnover in sight, and slaps him happily on the butt. 58-51!

Oates is suddenly a deadly 3 point shooter? S***! As Singler completely forgets about him and leaves him wide open, again, Oates gets the cross-country pass and just nails it. Singler, flying in to try to stop him, slaps angrily on the press table after the defensive mistake. But oh, does he make up for it. Baseline drive!!! That’s the way to do it! Don’t go attack Oates one on one, he’ll block your shot, but take him with you, and use your speed, driving baseline and getting inside for a point-blank layup before Oates knew what hit him.

Singler goes to the free throw line after he grabs Duke’s 17th offensive rebound – now that’s a stat I haven’t heard of before – and is fouled. He’s so cute sometimes: tugs on his jersey to get it back on track, squares his shoulders, cradles that ball to his hip as he pauses for a deep breath, concentrates – his eyes, so focused on the basket – and then, shoots that pure, pure stroke.

Ok, officials? That was NOT a blocking foul on Thomas. He got whacked in the face by Southern’s big beefy elbows – how is that NOT an offensive charge even if Thomas didn’t fall down???? UGH. And of course they have no problems with their free throws.

Should I be worried? Should I be worried? Yes, because Duke has not run away from BC. Under 10 minutes to go, and – what’s this? BC takes the lead?????? 2 costly turnovers in a row, and BC capitalizes. I cannot believe it. Is this the same team that got blown out by UNC by 22, Kansas by 30 – heck, Virginia by 18 – playing this Blue Devils team that beat UNC by 11, beat Virginia by 18, blew out Clemson, and so forth? Is it??? 63-64, 9:45.

OH, SINGLERRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I knew it!!! As soon as they kicked the ball out to him, and he was wide open, and we needed a bucket in the worst way – he delivers. A high arching 3. Yep, there it is. Beautiful as ever. And we are back on top, 66-65. Rips down a fierce rebound on the other end. Then Nelson, heart big as a lion, drives, circles, faces off against Oates again, whatever, doesn’t care, shoots a tough, tough shot, and gets it to go in off the glass! Vintage Nelson!

Off the BC inbounds – Paulus with a STEAL!!!! And he’s off to the races, running the length of the court for a completely uncontested layup. I thought they worked and worked on their stellar inbounds plays last night? Ha ha! 70-65!!! Then Scheyer pours in 2. Boy, Scheyer is great at getting to the free throw line today. He just sort of baits the defender to jump up and lean into him, then calmly accepts the whistle and the reward afterwards. 74-67.

Oh, and now it’s over. We’ve finally broken the game apart. And it comes on the strength of our threes. First, Nelson, taking advantage of their cluttered transition D in the lane, steps outside for the 3. Nails it. Then, on the next possession down, Paulus, racing the ball upcourt, pauses on the top of the key looking for shooters, spots Singler in his favorite spot on the left wing, and sends it to him – bang! Bang, bang, bang! 8 unanswered points!!! Is Rice getting tired? He’s played virtually the whole game. Inside of 6 minutes, and if that’s when we wear our opponents down, then I’ll take it. Hey, it worked for Carolina last year. 80-67, 5:52.

OH!

WHAT THE FUCK??????? #*&!#@$?#$&@^!$#!?!??!!??

Kyle SINGLER!!!! Thank you very much! You did, what every one of us wanted to do, but couldn’t. Nope. Don’t care about the technical. Just plain don’t care. That kind of behavior can only be met by going up to his sorry ass and confronting him – if only to give him a piece of our mind. Since that’s about the only thing we’re allowed to do.

WOW. I am now extremely pissed off. Okay, so here’s what happened: we’re playing stallball, minding our own business. Singler is out by the halfcourt line, just holding the ball, and John Oates quickly decides not to go out there and guard him, since that part of the floor is really alien to him. When the shot clock’s run down to 14, Singler raises his hand for action. And Gerald Henderson, rather than Kyle himself so many times before, runs out to set a screen for him, and – OHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Just as he runs past the 3 point line, his defender is so frustrated with his quickness that he just collars him, yanks him up by his lapels, and drops him down onto the ground – hard. It is almost a virtual replay of what DeJuan Blair did to Kyle Singler in the Pitt game, except this time, Gerald was going full speed. And the boy just looked so helpless, his arms flung out wide to try to regrasp his balance and avoid potential injury.

And Kyle Singler would have none of that. Oh, HELL NO. You don’t do that to my boy. He runs immediately over to say a few words to Spears – game completely forgotten – that, I felt, were completely necessary. C’mon, BC – that was goddamn inappropriate – and I don’t even care that he got a technical for it. If Coach K can take a technical for arguing a no-call in the Maryland game, then we can take a technical for arguing as near a combative move as we’ve seen in the last few games. It didn’t hurt our score, and it showed that we stand up for our teammates. Bravo, Kyle. And that is why they were chanting “Ky-le Sing-ler! Ky-le Sing-ler!” as G stepped up for his free throws.

You know what? Kyle Singler has been on the receiving end of enough intentional fouls to know what it feels like – and I’m sure that he wished he could say something back during all those times – it’s just human nature. It is nice, though, that Coach K pulls his head down and says a few words to him, one on one – “calm down, it’s okay, let’s win this one with class. Let your game speak louder than your words.” As Kyle took to the floor again, he knew what to do. Okay . . let the game speak louder than my words. I can do that. And he goes out, and makes the last 2 minutes more memorable than the entire game preceding it. I’m not going to care about what BC has done. This, is for my team – and me.

That image, will forever sear in my memory. That close-up of Kyle, just toying with a senior center. DeMarcus had the ball, but Kyle called for it, and we go to four corners. Out in the middle of the court, just inside the halfcourt line, Kyle stood to his full height, holding the ball, and John Oates begrudgingly comes out to guard him, one step at a time, as if it was the most unnatural thing in the world to do. Holding out tentatively with his right hand, stretched out as far as it can go – his whole body language quaking in fear of Kyle’s quicker first step. Words are exchanged, and Kyle, now bending his body low, torso thrust forward in battle stance, holds the ball low to the ground, the fate of the world in his fierce eyes. He fakes right, and Oates nearly has a heart attack. Then, quick as lightening, he tears off, blowing right by Oates and running as fast as he could towards the basket, looking like he would throw down a monster jam – except – OH!!!!! Oates fouls him! And Kyle dusts himself off after nearly going over the photographers to go to the free throw line. Making 1 of 2.

Shamari Spears, the dude who fouled Gerald (and the foul was not even called intentional, it was just a regular foul) scores on his second straight bucket – and as we come back upcourt, Singler controls the ball again. A cheer goes up. The rest of the world melts away. It is just Singler and Oates, 35 feet out, and Singler lures him out even further, just inches from the student section, so that their roar is fully in his ears. Hey, John – listen to them. Listen! They’re chanting for me. They’re chanting for our soon-to-be 21st victory and 9th in the conference. They’re chanting for our unbeaten ACC record. We’ve rolled through tougher foes than you. You’ve got nothing on us. And just in case you need another reminder – here it is. Stutter steps, Oates is thrown back 3 feet, stutter steps again, Oates again doesn’t know which way to go, and then he just blows right past him, out of his reach, soaring into the lane uncontested and raising that ball up high for the DUNK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! MISSED?????? How come????

“WOW!!!” the announcers cry together. They swing the other way, Kyle has no time for remorse, and soon he’s pulling down a hotly contested rebound furiously off the rim. And then immediately fouled by Rice. Still pissed off, he flings the ball out of reach, walking back upcourt to the free throw line glaring at that basket. How in the world – ? Henderson taps him on the chest to promise him some dunking tips later on. But you know what? I love this boy. I love him when he’s like this – emotional, hyped up – afire. He means business when he’s motivated like that, when the game is on the line – and you can see the fire that burns within him as he goes up for that three, or rips down that rebound. And here, now, with that basket in his laser-like focus, he knocks down both free throws with authority. 24 and 10, and if they’d gone another 5 minutes he would’ve had 35 and 15. That’s how fired up he was. Of course, Coach K immediately pulls him and Gerald to avoid any more trouble, to a standing ovation. Take that, Tyrese Rice. That is not imcomparable to your 28 and 7. Plus, Singler had one blocked shot, 3 steals, and only 1 turnover to Rice’s 2 steals and 3 turnovers. If you’re gonna be all-ACC anything, Singler should be right there with you. With deference to Nelson, of course. 90-80 final score.

Post-game thoughts: Singler and Nelson plain dominated. Nelson is now routinely challenging Paulus in the assists column – he is so alert when he storms into the lane, where he can either shot it or dish. And is this the emergence of Kyle Singler on the offensive end? Singler, in the last 2 minutes, looked like he would score 40 if that’s what it took to shut the opposition up. He took what Spears did to Gerald personally, as he should – and boy, did he do something about it! That intentional foul, this time on a teammate rather than on him, really stoked his competitive fire, and he showed some amazing moves and blistering speed that took my breath away. You can clearly see that he is capable of far more than his scoring average of 13 a game. He is capable, if he wanted to, of far, far more, of superstar stats. Will he let it come out now? Will he, as Coach K had said with a smile earlier this year – “assert his ego on offense”? Because he is completely unguardable. He proved that unequivocally today. No 5 is quick enough to go with him, and no 4 is going to be matched up with him because then that means their 5 will have to guard one of our guards when Thomas isn’t out there. Two double-double games in a row now, and I think, with Lance Thomas’s inspired play of late, this bodes well for the Maryland rematch on Wed!

Oh, and a word about Duke not having a plodding center to throw the ball down to. Feh – I would take Kyle Singler over some 5 any day of the week. Watching him face off against John Oates – a legit center, 6’10”, shot blocker, rebounder, and apparently, 3 point shooter – and how Oates looked so uncomfortable, not wanting to get near him so far out, yet reaching out tentatively with that hand, hoping to keep him in check – and Kyle, that slim body low, his eyes daring Oates to come closer, just come a little closer – and that ball, securely in his hands. If you foul me, I’m 80% at the line. If you let me go, I’m gonna blow right by you for the layup. And right there, watching him – just toy with Oates – my God, I loved this team. Everyone can create. Everyone can drive. Everyone can drill the 3. Why the hell would we want a true center??? And you know what? We play that much harder, because of our lack of strength inside. The Carolina players admitted it themselves. Because Hansbrough is so good, all they did was throw the ball down to him and stood around, saying “Tyler, go ahead and make a play”. We don’t get that kind of ennui around here. We trap full court, ¾ court, half court, we overplay the passing lanes on defense, and we play tremendous help D. It’s the way that we’re taught, but it’s the way that we win, too. And with a 21-1 record . . you can’t say that we can’t make it to the Final Four. You just can’t.

Thursday, February 7, 2008

#13 Indiana at Illinois – Gordon is human


The crowd goes wild. OOHHHHH! OOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! TEN SECOND CALL!!!!!! DAAAAAMN! And there is Eric Gordon, boy wonder no more, his palms up, his mouth open wide in shock and disbelief. Did he just throw the game away?

Cause his nonchalance just got spanked. Double-clutchin’, granny-shifting . . guard down, mouthpiece danglin’ – Indiana’s Eric Gordon, the Illini’s public enemy #1, so coolly tried to walk the ball up in an effort to shed the crowd’s boos that – Illinois, without having to do a thing, got the ball back with 26 seconds left in double OT because the freshman was just a little too cool with his surroundings. Awww, man – don’t think you all that! We know you hear us! Don’t think you can just waltz into Illini territory and just walk the ball up!

That boy – look at him – mistake after brilliance after mistake after brilliance. Dribbling out along the perimeter – he looses the ball off his foot – but it rolls right to teammate Jordan Crawford, who picks it up and immediately lets fly a 3. Heh heh – thanks, man. Then, at the end of regulation, with just seconds left on the possession, he steps back out 25 feet with Brock all over him to coolly knock down a triple, just banking it off the glass, to tie the game up. 3 seconds left – and he fouls Shaun Pruitt underneath the basket scrambling for the rebound to send the big fella to the line – thank God he can’t hit the ocean 15 feet out, right?

And now, now, with 26 seconds left in the second OT and Indiana up by a shaky 3 points, 79-76, he turns the ball over to give them a second chance, a second chance!! to the crowd that’s been booing him all night, all because of a swimming desire to show that he ain’t affected by nothing, that he ain’t thin-skinned, that he ain’t even heard them – mouthpiece dangling, arms down by his side, relaxed and casual and strolling, walking the ball upcourt. My God, the noise when that mistake was called!! Oh, the blood that the crowd’s been calling for all night, finally spilled!

But will it be fatal? Will the Illini capitalize on this gift? Welllllll . . . that’s a whole ‘nother story. But, hey Eric, ‘s ok – we all know it bothers you. Heck, it bothers us the hell more than it bothers you. That’s obvious, right? What was that blow-by from Chester Frazier in the pregame introductions, when he chest-bumped you all the way back to Bloomington? What were those boos, those catcalls, raining down from the student section all night?

But baby – those emotions – it’s what makes this rivalry real. What makes it special. It’s what fuels Duke – Carolina. And now, with Demetri McCamey dribbling that gift possession into the ground trying to get it on the exchange with Meachem – it’s what fuels Gordon as he puts unbelievable pressure on the ball, forcing McCamey to throw it out of bounds. Take that, Illini! OH, the howls!!! Illinois suddenly has no choice but to foul – and then it’s all over. 83-79. And the kid survives, to fight another day.

Saturday, February 2, 2008

Arizona at UCLA Game Blog – the Prince and the Pauper


I’ve been waiting for this matchup since early Jan. Jerryd Bayless vs Darren Collison. I’m a big fan of several freshman phenoms, and this game promised a freshman scorer vs a veteran jet, plus Jordan Hill vs Kevin Love, and Chase Budinger vs Josh Shipp/Russell Westbrook. This is gonna be a battle for the ages. 5 days before Duke/Carolina – this is the game that had me running for my Tivo.

And from the opening tip, Bayless is clearly bothered by Collison – and nearly throws it away. Off the inbounds – he hits Budinger, who immediately whips it inside to Jordan Hill, which is instantly challenged and the ball tapped away by a swarm of Bruins – where did they come from??? – and suddenly you have a 1 man fastbreak in the motor Russell Westbrook, who just floats in the air for the deceptively easy layup. Wow. 2-0, Bruins.

Then Kevin Love shows his behind to Bret Brielmaier and says “see ya!” as he seals him off and goes up for the easy deuce in the post. Holy cow! Shipp with a great runner that he still manages to toss high off the glass even though he’s careening 70mph towards the exit with a guy all over him and his arm! And one!

Kevin Love is for real. Kyle Singler’s high school nemesis is showing all kinds of moves right now that is completely befuddling the Arizona big men. He’s already got Bret B beat. Now Darren Collison drives into the lane, dishes down a perfect pass to Love, who head fakes, doesn’t get the look he wants, steps back out, there’s only 4 left to shoot, but he shows great poise by going back inside, getting Jordan Hill in the air, and then going up for the easy two. The effort brings his parents up on their feet, the whole student section, cheering for him. What a workhorse. What a beast, both offensively and defensively. How much could they have turned a team around, Kyle and Kevin, if they’d gone to the same college? Much like what Michael Beasley and Bill Walker is doing for Kansas State? If we meet in the NCAA championship game, Duke vs UCLA – and Kyle plays against Kevin again – that will be a dream matchup come true.

Kevin Love is not the only player who knows how to get to the FT line. Jerryd Bayless, quiet so far, gets his man in the air and just kinda leans into him, firing off an errant shot but being rewarded with his real motive – a foul. Sinks the first, misses the second. 6-12 right now, 14:33 to play.

Nic Wise comes in, and it goes completely haywire. He can’t hang with Collison, Hill is forced to step outside for a long jumper, and suddenly the Bruins are racing the other way again. Hill tries to intercept a pass to Love – but Love, steamed about not getting his mail delivered, goes right after him – and steals it right back! Mbat a Moute scores after the shot clock is run down to 3, and in the blink of an eye, its 6-16, UCLA. Kevin O’Neill (KO), clapping and trying to cheerlead his team on a minute ago, immediately calls for a timeout. They better get Bayless untracked, fast. 13:18.

Jay Bilas is hilarious. Pac-10 is the best league, Pac-10 is the best league – okay, okay, I got it. How about the ACC, with two top-5 teams in Duke and UNC? Can you say that about any other league? Sure, there’s a mess down beneath, but you cannot just say that the rest of the leagues are “pillow-fighting” while the Pac-10 are going bare-knuckles at it. You think Duke – Miami today was a pillow fight, with 54 fouls? You think going on the road to Maryland, we’re checking out our sneakers and their cheerleaders? If you want to talk about pillow fights, talk about the C-USA, where Memphis barely squeaked by UTEP – yeah, check out their RPI! – at home.

The Bruins are playing stifling defense, at times making Arizona look like a JV team. A long pass off a miss is thrown out to Love ahead of the pack – but Arizona grabs it right back – only to get it stolen again by the Bruins! Except Mata-Real can’t hit the easy dunk, is stripped by Wise, and Bayless tries a transition 3 – which bounces off badly. It swings to Shipp, who slows it down to a more moderate pace. Another timeout is needed by AZ. Hmm, is Bayless wearing 2 kinds of shoes? Ah, they’re dual-colored, white on one side and red on the other. Yeah, nothing too exciting to write about here: 6-19.

Jesus. KO is forced to call his 3rd timeout, and maybe he should also call a 4th and 5th and 6th if he had them, cuz otherwise 8-23 will start looking real good later on if he doesn’t. 8:56 left to play, and Arizona can’t seem to get anything going. I have not seen a team struggle so much since Duke put Princeton on the ropes in the first Maui game – and this is actually a quality team!! But when you’ve got a team as dependent on 2 big stars, Budinger and Bayless, as much as Arizona, with nobody to bring off the bench – how can you respond to a defensive monster such as UCLA? Who can basically lock you down and keep throwing fresh bodies on you, even as you struggle through it? Watching these two teams – it’s like a poor guy going up against a rich guy – the prince and the pauper. You’ve just got no chance at all, no resources at your disposal to win. Why I ever thought it might be a great game, I don’t know. This ain’t a great game. Bayless is so frustrated right now that he stuck out his right foot to trip Josh Shipp coming down the mid-court as he got a loose ball. This is a kid averaging 20+ points ever since he got back from his knee injury, and he’s been channeling all his frustrations at having to sit on the bench watching his team lose while he was out onto the hardwood. Now, he can’t even get a decent shot off that’s not contested or a bit forced coming off a screen.

OH, WHAT a pretty move! Just as I’m looking for a Wildcat to do something, anything – Bayless grabs an iffy pass right out of midair, charges into the post, and lays one up off the glass in a hurry. Boy, when he sees daylight, there’s almost nobody faster than him at getting to the rim.

Aaaaaaaaand – that was about the only highlight of the half. UCLA reels off a bunch more points, including another Love-fest in the post, and Josh Shipp left all alone under the basket for what must be the easiest bucket in the world, and its running away from Arizona again, 14-29, 6:30 remaining. I mean, this is Arizona, with 3 NBA prospects playing. They have 3 MickeyDs. This ain’t exactly Arizona State (no offense). But will they be run out of the building like State was, to the tune of 33 points??? We’ll see. As KO calls his fourth timeout.

WooooooooW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Jerryd Bayless needs to do that more often!!! Like every time! He’s dribbling, staring Collison down, and once he makes up his mind, he’s gone. He zips right by Collison, leaving him in the dust, the guy doesn’t even try to go with him, no one rotates over, and suddenly Bayless is all alone in the lane with an uncontested, beautiful layup off the glass. 18-34, is there still hope left?

Another great drive by Bayless, but what happens next’s got to dishearten him. Off the make, Love takes the ball out of the hoop, makes a 50-feet chest pass to a running Darren Collison on the dime, who passes the torch on to Shipp, who finishes the play – all in about 3 seconds. Wow, wow, wow. And the crowd LOVES it. They rise for a raucous standing ovation as Collison dribbles down the clock, holding for the final shot. 42-22 at the half.

Man, do I wish I could hear what they’re saying in the Arizona locker room. Remember – this is a rivalry game. It’s a Pac10 league game, an ESPN primetime showdown. It’s not a non-conference game, and its certainly not a non-conference game at Memphis, where the Wildcats were shorthanded with a surprise injury to Bayless just one day before the big game. Even on that day, they were never embarrassed, and lost by a respectable 10 points. But not here. Not like this. This is embarrassing, and I don’t know how much more KO can do, having burned through 4 timeouts already. Maybe he just can’t. Maybe this is the national championship team. Let me tell you, I have not yet seen any team play with the poise and the swagger that the Bruins are displaying right now. This is brutal. Losing Arron Afflalo, in hindsight, is no big deal – gaining Kevin Love is. Maybe this is the freshman that will finally lead UCLA past the dreaded runner-up spot, and into the record books as the national champion.

5 minutes into the second half and nothing’s changed. Arizona is able to get more stuff run, more open looks, but UCLA is answering right back. Love is cleaning up off the glass, grabbing rebounds, and impressing the hell out of Jay Bilas. 30-49. What’s this about KO being more of a defensive coach than Lute Olsen? How come I haven’t seen one crucial stop that really tells me Arizona is in it for real?

Wow. I know I’ve said this 5 times already, but – Wow. This is the difference between Chase Budinger and Kyle Singler. I’m just amazed. Sure, I know he’s a “3” playing the “4”. And Kyle’s a “3” playing the “5” sometimes. But when Kevin Love got Jordan Hill to bite on a head fake and then stormed in for a dunk – I mean, Chase Budinger got out of the way. He said, nope, I’m not rotating over, I’m not laying my body down for that runaway train wreck, I’ll much rather just let him have the 2. I mean, you team is down by 21, Chase. And now 23. It’s a nightmare. And yet, you won’t go out of your comfort zone for a little defense? I know you guys are thin, etc, only playing 6 or 7 guys. But you cannot win ballgames this way. And with 12:56 remaining, Ben Howland’s been kind enough to call 2 timeouts now after great UCLA plays to let Arizona talk it over and decide whether they want to be in the game or not. You have to guard, and you have to do better than let a guy like Kevin Love, who is not exactly Mr. Explosive First Step, get to the rim so unimpededly. Kyle Singler would be looking for ways to get stops, to make plays, and to take away the driving lane by laying his body down for the charge. Chase Budinger has let Russell Westbrook do whatever the hell he wants, and now, here, Kevin Love.

Holy cow, COLLISON! Flipping a behind-the-back dribble, refusing the ball screen, penetrating deep into the lane to dish a point-blank pass to Aboya right under the basket who unfortunately can’t finish – but Love is there to clean it up! Then, with a steal, he just streaks upcourt and lays it in, end to end. The strong, 50 to 70 foot chest passes from Love . . the flying athleticism of Westbrook . . and the speed and vision of Collison. I don’t want to sound like Bilas, but this Arizona team is giving me no choice. Bayless has been the only bright spot for the Wildcats, but he’s only gotten 4 or 5 shots off, tops. 40-64 with 10:45 remaining, and Arizona is not making a comeback. That’s an affirmative. I just got the memo, 30 minutes too late.

Oh no. Mbat a Moute goes down with an injured left ankle. Looks like a sprain. Poor Ben Howland must be fearing the worst, with all the injures his team’s got. I mean, some of them look like they’d just come back from the war, with Collison wrapped on his arm and Mata-Real with thick white wraps left and right. 7:30.

“Chase Budinger just did something that can be interpreted a number of ways.” Oh really? Which are the other ways? In an eerie isolation play, Josh Shipp had stolen the ball, and is streaking up the court with Budinger glued to his hip chasing him, and in a flash of frustration, Budinger just reaches out to shove him, and Shipp, in full speed, tries desperately to get a shot off first before tumbling awkwardly out of bounds. Intentional foul. Oh, no doubt. 2 shots and the ball. C’mon, Chase, what’s gotten into you today? An intentional frustration foul is not going to help your team one bit, and besides, you’re taller than Shipp, you probably could’ve guarded him 1 on 1. 46-72, 6:22 to go.

Well, it’s over. What a terrible game from the Wildcats. UCLA is up 30, and finally shows some mercy by sending in the secondary unit. KO sets out the chairs for one more pep talk that may cut this lead down from an embarrassing 30 to something more swallowable, but still – the damage is done. Whether they ultimately lose by 30 or 13, they know there is a GULF that separates them, from the best in their league. I mean, when Jerryd Bayless got to the FT line like he wanted at around the 4:00 minute mark, and made his first free throw, nobody on his team even cared to give him a slap on the hand for good job done. Nobody. He had to go up to Hill in order to receive one.

I mean, c’mon guys – you’ve got great talent. The final score was 60-82, but should’ve been more like 55-87. It’s not like UCLA has 8 McD AAs. But they work well together as a unit, they communicate on defense, and that’s the difference. And – okay – they can create mismatches. Collison owned Nic Wise. Westbrook beat both Bayless and Budinger on offense. Hill could not contain Love whatsoever. And their coach, KO – has a loooong ways to go before he can teach the kind of defense that Ben Howland has instilled into his team. One thing is for certain: this UCLA team deserves a #1 seed. They responded in tremendous fashion after the USC home loss, and that’s the hallmark of a championship team, to take one loss and extract every kind of motivation from it. Will Arizona do the same?

With 6 weeks left before the start of March Madness, the top 5 teams are pretty much set. UCLA is better this year than they were last year. They are older, tougher, and got a real gem in Kevin Love down low. So is Kansas. So is Memphis, with the addition of freshman stud Derrick Rose. That’s 3 #1 seeds right there. The fourth, is up for grabs. And right now, it’s a titanic fight between Duke and North Carolina. Personally, I do not think UNC is better than they were last year . . but we will see. Whoever wins the ACC – wins the #1 seed – and the surefire path to San Antonio through NC (the state).

Post-game thoughts: After watching this game . . I don’t know, I really felt cheated. I didn’t spend 2+ hours to watch a walkover game for the Bruins. Why couldn’t Arizona at the very least make a run? What, exactly, have they been doing in practice that is making everyone say KO is a defensive coach first? When you fall behind like that . . you gotta have 2 things to go on a run: defense, and furious shooting. By furious shooting I mean grabbing a steal and storming the length of the court, or leaping up – whether you have a hand in your face or not – and firing off that three knowing that it’s going in, or slashing to the basket looking to score even though they foul you in 5 different spots. I didn’t see any of that.

And one more thing: the huddle. Maybe it’s because ESPN didn’t show it, but I didn’t see much of that either. Whenever a Duke player gets whistled for a foul, or draws a foul, they would huddle together and exchange a few words. Whether they’re words of encouragement, or advice, or whatever, you got the feeling that they were in this together – that they believe in collective responsibility, and share every winning basket, every bruising setback, together. Their body language, their hands on each other’s backs, their eyes and focus, are entirely on the team. They had their goal, and they would not be deterred from it. That, is a winning basketball program. Now I’m not saying that Arizona doesn’t have that attitude, just that I didn’t see any of it last night. I didn’t see any fight. Just a bunch of guys, individually, looking frustrated and annoyed. Even after nice baskets and drives, they were frowning.

As the final seconds ticked down, the announcers echoed what Coach K had once so famously said, and what must be swimming through Kevin O’Neill’s thoughts as well: here, is to never forgetting about tonight.

Sunday, January 27, 2008

Duke at Maryland Game Blog - Earning Our Stripes


This is the game where Duke earned its #3 ranking. By far the most impressive performance yet. I mean - wow. I NEVER thought Duke would be consensus #3 in the country. Oh, I love it and crave it – but to see it in reality? To see it on the floor, backed up game after game, no matter what the competition? I'm just speechless. And unlike a lot of other teams that only got there based on “expectations” (like Indiana this past weekend – no way is it a #7 team, before or after the UConn game), Duke has earned its ranking. Climbing up from #13, to #9, to #7, to #5, to now – this team has just gotten better and better. We are 1 point away from being undefeated. And to think – that this is still, by no means, the best we can be yet. King is still not part of the rotation. LT is on and off. Paulus could be better. Z is still in his sweats. And Singler – we haven’t yet figured out how to get him more touches down low when there’s a good frontline, nor to get him to play aggressive defense for 40 minutes without fouling out.

But – how about Nelson! Henderson! And now, Nolan! What a breath of fresh air! And seeing Coach K getting the T during Maryland’s unstoppable run in the first half was both frustrating and revolutionary. I probably would’ve gotten 5 Ts if I’d been anywhere near the game action. But how his team responded out of that first half – down, for the first time in the entire season – and how he responded – calm, getting good things out of timeouts, taking the Paulus 4 fouls and Singler 5 fouls in stride, putting a smaller lineup on the floor when he went with Scheyer – he got his team to play a GREAT second half that is mind-bogglingly strong in the stats – 51 to 33!!! – and yet, made it seem like clockwork, like it was just part of the routine.

The announcers made one comment right: “Duke keeps playing.” They’d noted, time and again, that Maryland will go on great spurts, but can’t sustain that kind of excellence – “wealth”, they called it – for longer periods of time. The kind of periods that wins games. And for the second straight game, Duke took a 6 point lead and began slowing it down at the 5 minute mark, having stared down a larger opponent and knowing that it was done, that it didn’t have any 10-0 runs that Duke couldn’t answer. If that is the sign of the #3 team in the country – then we’ve earned it. With no legit 5? With only 2 upperclassmen in the starting lineup? (Memphis and Kansas both have 4) We’ve earned it in spades.

Oh, and what’s this about Maryland bringing in the best defensive stats of the ACC? Allowing 93 points . . at home? LOL! You got punk’D!!!

Game blog still to come . . damn audit busy season!?#&^@!

Saturday, January 19, 2008

Duke vs Clemson – Statement Game! – Game Blog


The broadcast begins with a huge cheer from the Cameron Indoor crowd: Maryland has toppled mighty #1 Carolina – FINALLY someone steps up to the plate – on its home court!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 82-80!! Carolina looked at times like they didn’t know what hit’em, like they’re still waiting for someone to come in and pick up the pieces and fend off these sharp-beaked Terps. Um, Brandan Wright is off to the NBA now, guys. It’s just down to the 9 of you. And after escaping Clemson (90-88 2OT), after escaping Georgia Tech (83-82), the Heels finally run out of luck, despite the refs blindly handing them every single loose ball in the last 16 seconds. After Maryland takes the lead with a Gist falling-down, off-balance, left-handed layup, the Heels run down, miss, miss, MISS, then bats the ball out of bounds, and even with my slow untrained eyes I can see that its off the UNC player, but, guess what? UNC ball. Oh, sure. So they set up an in-bounds, try again, miss, then it goes out of bounds – and, why not? UNC ball. 1.7 seconds left. Hansbrough tries a Roy Hibbert three, fails miserably, and then it’s all over. MWAHAHAHAAAAAHAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (does the Danny Green dance)

In other news . . apparently USC was ripping #4 UCLA a new one out in Pauley Pavilion, but thanks to CBS’s insane policy of scheduling 2 “regional” games at the same time and of course shackling the Chicago region to the Big Ten portion of the duo – I get to watch the scores tick off on ESPN.com rather than the actual game. The end result? USC joins its co-conspirator in knocking off a top 5 league opponent despite being very questionable themselves (1-3 in league play coming in), and its not even close: 72-63. Hello, #3 spot in the polls for Duke!

But – oh s***, the first couple of minutes scare the hell out of me. We just saw UNC get beat. We just saw UCLA get beat. Both at home. And in comes Clemson, looking like a totally different team than the one I remembered seeing last year. They can’t miss! They are attacking the post, attacking the glass, circling inside like a swarm of sharks smelling our blood. We have no bigs to contain them, and they are grabbing every rebound, cleaning up around the basket like a cookie monster after crumbs. 2-6 in the flash of an eye. The crowd goes quiet. Then Singler, who is almost becoming Old Reliable these days, travels along the baseline, and gives the ball back???? Didn’t know it was even possible to travel out there??? Shoot. Henderson’s not making good decisions, a little too trigger-happy. And McClure? Why not take a wide-open shot? Especially when they are clearly not going to guard you, thinking we aim to play 4 on 5?

But Nelson. Boy. Having a senior really settles you, huh? Takes a tough, tough off-balance shot in traffic and finishes, despite falling down on his butt. Then Singler seals off his man, grabs the pass off the floor, looks like he may not have acted quick enough to go up for the deuce, but he does, up and under!! OH NICEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And a steal!! Suddenly Duke is clicking, finding its confidence again, and Henderson grabs a steal, which he sends to Scheyer, to Nolan, who steps back on the 3 point line to drain it. 9-8! Awesome!!! Love those transition threes! Off that energy, we trap and press, make their life difficult, and they miss a runner in the lane . . only to have Booker beat a forest of guys underneath and stick it right back. OH, that kills.

But Nolan is already thinking ahead. He grabs the Duke possession, motors up the court, finds absolutely nobody interested in picking him up, and then just zooms straight to the basket, going up and up for the DUNK! Whoa!!! Nice!!! Way to beat their transition D! Off another Clemson runner . . Nolan dribbles out to the left elbow, hears the crowd chant his name, and says “why not?” and pulls up for a 15 footer that looks way too easy. And he’s not done! Next trip down, he offers King a 3 – King wisely says no thanks – so he takes it back, winks at DeMarcus, guns into the lane, finds 3 guys this time taking him seriously and collapsing in on him, and then swiftly does a 180 and finds DeMarcus out on the perimeter for a 3. And he drains it! 16-12! 13:21 left.

And now Duke’s pressure defense is starting to kill Clemson. They can’t get a pass inside. They’re losing balls out of bounds. They’re getting the ball stolen. Then they foul Scheyer attempting a 3 – gotcha! As he steps up for his 3 freebies, they show his parents looking on happily in the stands – undoubtedly due to the fact that they’re escaping the coldest day so far here in Chi-town (high 5, low -7). Jesus, can we not get any boards???? Box out??? All I see is miss, tip, tip, tip, and Clemson with about 4 or 5 chances to get the score until finally the ball decides to bounce Duke’s way and Henderson ends up with it.

OH SCHEYER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ALL THE WAY, BABY!! Just muscles his way inside and lays it in! 23-14 all of a sudden! Are we out of danger? And then Mays gets the ball poked out of his hands, G is streaking down the court all by himself, and I am getting ready for a dunk . . but, oh! What’s this? A kick-out? When we had a wide-open layup? As Scheyer drills the 3 – why not, when we’ll rather have a transition 3????? Oh, Scheyer!!!!! Welcome home, baby! Here’s the cheers for you that you should’ve received in the FSU game. 26-14! Someone needs a timeout! 10:56.

And Clemson goes back to what they do best – namely, with a put-back. The slaughter continues on the boards. LT then shows why he cannot be counted on for a put-back with one hand – not even with both hands – as he botches a goal despite being 2 inches away AND with NOBODY in his way! It rolls out! Ah, at least he grabbed the board and got fouled. At the other end, though, it’s frustrating – Duke plays great defense, picks them up at half court, really tries to deny the entry pass – but even if we do run some time off their shot clock, all they have to do is make one good pass inside, or move the ball around, and then – bam! – we are stretched too thin and some 6’9” guy comes flying up to make their statement with a rim-rattling dunk. Or put-back – one handed or not (Mays wears an oven mitt on his non-shooting hand). It’s quite disheartening. And then you see Paulus basically walk the ball back upcourt, forgetting all our “run, run, run” principles, and then simply hands it over to Nelson or Scheyer, without much of a playmaking ability at all. Sigh.

Henderson is dribbling, dribbling, making me wonder what the plan is, Nelson is pushing, pushing his guy away in front of him, slowly moving out of the left wing – and then – BOOM! Henderson circles in with a stride that is unreal, flies towards the basket, and slams down a loud, emphatic DUNK! Way to throw that down, G!!!! And mad props to Nelson, who was quite hilarious, clearing out that space for him, playing the goon for his teammate, giving him the room to work. 38-27, 4:50 to go.

Then Paulus undoes all the hard work by running into the lane, turning and thinking he can get DeMarcus an open shot, but instead puts the ball right into a Tiger’s hands, and they run down the court and lay it in with no resistance whatsoever in about 4 seconds. Nice. And Singler, despite being praised right and left by every single broadcaster from here to Anchorage, is not having a good game. Missed a couple threes, and now loses the ball while making his move in the post. Sure, he’s a mismatch for them – but if he’s not making moves, he’s not much of a match to begin with. Meanwhile, Clemson is starting another run. Pounding it inside, making nice jumpers, they cut the lead down to 38-33, much sooner than I thought. You don’t want us to reach 17 first? Yeah, how can we, if you’re gonna outrebound us by 10 – and the first half’s not even over yet!?!?!?

And here comes outrebound #11, #12, and #13, as they miss, tip, miss, tip, miss, tip, and then finally back off when the ball is safely through the net. We have no answer for them. And unlike Pitt, this is evident from minute 1. Nolan turns it over . . but just as I type this, the 2 freshmen make up for their mistakes. Nolan charges into the lane, draws the sharks, kicks it out to Singler, and – is this a familiar sight or what? – with the lead dwindling down to precariously single digits, Singler NAILS a big 3. 41-35, 40 seconds left. Unfortunately, we lose Oglesby behind a screen, and he nails a 3 to answer right back. We hold for the last shot . . and Nolan, with his feet just 1 inch inside the circle, takes the jumper and drains it. 43-38. Halftime.

I am very worried as we begin the second half. Never in recent memory have we gone into the locker room with such a precarious lead. It’s always been double digits. Then we have a scare in the second half and the other team makes a game of it. Does Clemson not like that script? Uh oh . . .

Nelson! Off the inbounds! That’s the easiest basket so far! But Clemson will win this game. I just know it; they’re killing us down low. 47-47. And now Kyle Singler takes the ball, making the first drive of the night for him, wanting the ball in his hands, wanting to make a play or draw a foul. And . . he draws the foul! 3rd on Booker. Swishes both. 49-47. As they come down the other end – I am cringing for another easy dunk – Mays in the air – but Singler goes for the BLOCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HOLY COW! HALLELUJAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! No more Mr. Nice Guy! With the game on the line – finally, an act of aggression! And there, is the turning point of the game, because off that terrific defense, Henderson takes the ball and throws it ahead to a streaking Nolan, who loves those fastbreak opportunities – and just slides inside for the two. 51-47, just like that, for a 4 point turnaround! 16:28.

Clemson comes roaring back, 51-51, in about a minute. Now it’s Henderson who takes us on his back, and he gets exactly what he wants, ushered to the free throw line to make 3 of 4. 54-51. But then we leave a Tiger alone on the 3 point line, and he is clutch, getting it right back to 54-54, tied game. 14:11 to go, and this is gonna be a fistfight. Henderson throws the first punch, bursting into the lane and turning the corner on turbo power, bringing the ball back like a fist ready to punch – but MISSES THE DUNK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Are you kidding me????? How can he miss????? As he falls onto his butt, looking about as stunned as we are. Poor Scheyer was charged with that ripping rebound and stepped out of bounds. Oh, but on the replay they show Sykes getting up just enough to put a hand in his face, thus blocking his vision. Awwwww.

Score still tied, 54-54 . . and LT decides to give them 2 chances to grab the lead, committing his 4th foul. They brick the first . . but gets the second. 54-55. Paulus with a long miss, but G with great hustle tracks it down, runs into a brick wall double-team, and goes to the line for a 1 and 1. Missed. My heart is racing. Then – DEMARCUS NELSON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Just a blur right out of the screen, and next thing you now, what you were watching is gone, and replaced entirely by the DeMarcus Nelson one-man fastbreak, as he blurs right by his man and goes up for the exclamation point DUNK. What great anticipation!!!! That’s the way to break it open! 56-55. Then Hammonds throws the ball away. Clemson switches to a 1-3-1 zone, and Nelson misses a jumper. How come we don’t try a little zone to stem this Clemson headache-inducing pounding inside? LT has 4 fouls – why don’t we try to hide him? But I’m thinking too much. It is clearly much more effective simply to steal the ball away from them. Mays is double-teamed, throws the ball into Paulus’ general direction, and next thing you know, Paulus is turning tail fast as he can go and laying it up against a taller defender, Perry. 58-55! Clemson asks for a timeout.

But the Tigers still won’t go away. They fire up a 3. Nelson answers with a 3. Paulus has lost his magic touch from beyond the arc, having fired 5 long ones and only hit 1. Oh – but the freshman Oglesby bails him out by kindly fouling him (and Paulus helps his own cause by flopping a bit). 3 free throws coming right up! The commentator Fran shares an aside: “I had a chance to work with Paulus at the Steve Nash PG camp last summer. What a great kid. I said to him, “I didn’t realize you were such a good guy,” and he said, “Why? Cause I play at Duke?” Ha. Ha. Ha. As he swishes all 3, making it 64-60, 10:10 to go.

Oglesby tries a 3 pointer of his own, also falling down just in case he missed it – and – well, he missed – no call. Good job. Nelson eyes the paint, decides to try his luck, NOBODY even moves! HA! And suddenly Nelson is slashing to the rim with no defender in sight! Awesome!!!! “They’re not a good driving team. They’re not a better than average driving team. They may be the best driving team in the COUNTRY!” OH? Based on one pretty drive by our irreplaceable senior? Thanks, guys! 66-60! And as the Tigers glance up at the score – it’s PAULUS, with a STEAL! Just so smoothly picks the pocket of a stand-still Oglesby, who never knew what hit him, and before he could recover, our fleet-footed point guard had stormed down the lane and laid it in. 68-60! The crowd is going nuts!!!!

Clemson scores one, but it doesn’t help. Offensive charge, drawn by Henderson, and they give the ball right back. Singler throws a looooong outlet to a streaking Scheyer, who corrals it and gets fouled. Two swishes later, it is 70-62. LT with a nice tip to deny the ball being thrown inside! Great Lance! Off the inbounds pass – STOLEN, by Scheyer! Though he can’t finish, but nearly steals it back for a second try. At this rate, it’s almost too much fun to worry about stuff like that, because clearly the momentum has shifted. We are hitting on all cylinders. They can pound it inside all they want, but we are quicker, faster, more alert, more eager to run, and we will foul you or double-team you to make you earn your points inside. And the crowd, knowing the tide has turned, is bouncing off the walls. We can beat them!!!! We can assert our domination on the ACC!

Oh, a little zone! Finally! And see how great that worked out? They try to penetrate, loses their footing, and the ball careens perfectly into Nelson’s hands, who throws it ahead to a running Nolan, who lets it bounce in front of him, like a yo-yo, before reaching out, tapping the ball to him, and flipping it up into the net – all the while going at least 70mph, with a hot-streaking Scheyer and Singler right behind him, making sure that this time, this fastbreak won’t go unconverted. As they both crash the glass, the ball happily slides into the net, 72-63!!! And it’s too much fun! Nolan and Scheyer fall over each other trying to get back up on D, scrambling to their feet, looking like 2 kids just down the bunny slopes and too eager to get back for more. Oh, the adrenaline’s gotta be pumping through them now – they are unstoppable, uncatchable, and what was once a tight game has been blown back out to the stone age. No more menacing brutes patrolling the lane. No more power dunks raining down on them right and left. Duke has imposed its will on them, taking control of everything except the boards, and perhaps even the boards, as the disparity is nowhere near as bad in the second half. Duke was in the passing lanes, the driving lanes, controlling the fastbreak points, the steals, and just completely messing up their game. It is a complete turnaround, with 7:22 left to play.

Then, in about a minute, we reel off 9 more points. It is dazzling. Singler misses a 3, we grab the rebound, Scheyer hits up Singler for another try . . and in it goes! A big 3-ball from Kyle! 75-65. Wow, look at Henderson go! It is breathtaking. Off the Clemson make, he just bounds upcourt, the ball bounds along in front of him, and from 75 feet out he must’ve taken only 4 or 5 steps, tops, and that’s all he needs to get right up by the goal and put it in despite the hard contact and foul. AND ONE! Oh, Duke in the open court is just a thing of beauty. 78-65. Then, “see the zone,” Fran instructs. “It’s not the best zone ever.” That is ok. It sure is the best zone Clemson has ever seen, as they cough up their possession, right on cue. YES!!! Henderson gladly takes off with that gift, circles in, kicks it out to Scheyer, who touch-passes it immediately to Singler, who wastes no time – giving them the final dagger to the heart – a perfect THREE! 81-65!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Unbelivable!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And the Tigers are done. In the space of 1 minute, we have completely turned the game around. This is much more impressive than the FSU game. If you don’t have the guards to play with us, you might as well go home. We don’t care who your big men are. This is college, baby. And Clemson just burned its last timeout, with 5:43 left to play. 21-4 run in the last 4:17.

Clemson comes out of the timeout with the same gameplan they had 2 hours ago – attack the paint. So, they get the ball inside to Mays – and Nolan clobbers him. To his credit, he makes both (possibly also tired of the commentator’s 512th mention of his clubs’ terrible FT %). We miss . . but then Clemson offers up another bad pass, and Nelson races upcourt with it, easily beating Oglesby to the basket – and one! The free throw is no good . . but in the ensuing melee, someone is nice enough to tip it out to a stand-still Scheyer, who calmly accepts the possession. He then gives it to Paulus . . who forgets that we still have 4:47 left to play in the ballgame, anything can happen, and . . wait, what’s the score again? 83-67? Well, never mind. Do what you will with the ball, Greg.

Duke starts to relax, letting a couple things go: giving up an easy inbounds pass and immediate layup, taking a Mays flop for an offensive charge, G missing 2 FT, etc. That’s all okay. In order to make a comeback, Clemson will have to play lights-out defense for the last 5 minutes, shoot the 3 well, and at least try to generate a few turnovers from us. Yeah, ain’t gonna happen. Oglesby’s having a rough night, ending up with only 3 of 11, and their PG Hammonds will not fare much better, going underwater with a 2/3 A/T ratio.

And NELSON is still lighting up the night!!!!!! Tipping in a Singler miss! Gorgeous! “There are glue guys, and then there are super glue guys. That describes DeMarcus Nelson to a T.” What will we do next year without you, DeMarcus? Will Greg similarly step up, like you’ve done this year? Hold on a sec – is Nolan limping? 2:15, as he trails the action after a missed floater in the lane. Well, no mention of it by the announcers. 87-74, 1:35 left, and they’re coming to their feet in Cameron Indoor. There is no threat left. We will go into Chapel Hill in 2 weeks undefeated in ACC play. Heh, maybe Maryland will give us a hiccup – right, Carolina?

And Nelson provides the exclamation point. As they double Scheyer down in the lane, he spots a cutting “21” turn the corner and easily threads him the bounce pass – DeMarcus for the dunk! But instead of going up strong, he instead lays it in – and the announcers point out astutely that he may have tweaked his back. Yep, on the replay, he reaches and grimaces a little at his back underneath the basket. Hope you’re alright, Markie. As he comes off to a roaring ovation. 24 points!!! Matching a career high! As the buzzer sounds, and the happy Duke bench comes out to greet its players – Mike Patrick roars, “Statement game!” 93-80. I am dancing!

And what a statement. What a turnaround from the FSU game. Knowing we won’t outwork them on the glass – we shore up our turnovers (from 21 at FSU to 11 today) while forcing them into 20. We grabbed 13 steals!!! We completely took them out of their game in the second half. For the first time in a long time – perhaps the first time all season – we played an outstanding second half, much better than the first half. We adjusted. We exploited their weaknesses. We took their advantage – size – and turned that right around into a disadvantage for them. Wow . . I am just in awe. This is a classic example of how your defense turns into your offense. 37 fastbreak points!!!!!!! Amazing!!!

Does K know how to coach, or what? This was an extremely well-prepared team. They didn’t get rattled, didn’t get into foul trouble, and just rallied at all the right spots, making it a team effort in the process. Everyone contributed. Everyone crashed the glass. Everyone had a steal or two, taking it end to end for the layup. And the substitution patterns were right on, with Nolan and Scheyer coming in and immediately providing an offensive kick, and Nolan and Greg spelling each other at the right times to give grief to their PG, Hammonds. We focused on Oglesby, their sharpshooter, and shut him down. We crowded their big guys on defense and forced them into bad passes, then on offense drove straight at them and made them foul. Against a bigger team – we made more foul shots than they attempted. The only place where we got out-done was the glass, with the rebounding margin a frightening 26-42. But, just like in the Wisconsin game, we knew that will happen and it didn’t matter. Not when we controlled every other aspect of the game.

But the thing I love most is how together this team played. In order to take down a bigger team, you have to be focused and work seamlessly together as one, and that’s what Duke did tonight. The switches on the screens and on D were amazing. Everyone was alert, and as soon as any pass was made, that Tiger immediately found himself confronted by 1 and ½ or 2 Dukies, looking for the steal, looking for the indecision. And on offense, we shared the ball extremely well. Six Blue Devils had 9 points or more. And when they tied the game . . when they took the lead . . we didn’t let it go for a second before we answered . . and we answered . . and then we just shut the door on them with about 5 minutes to play. Singler’s block was HUGE. It led right away to a fastbreak bucket for us, but more than that, it told them that we had the ability to control the low block too, that this was the end of their freebies around the rim. Nelson, Henderson, and Scheyer all played GREAT. Nolan – was a revelation. Having him at the point really got me excited. 4 assists and 6 of 9 shooting! And Singler showed once again the uncanny ability to knock down huge threes with the game very much in doubt. He actually took 7 threes – making 3 – which is the most attempts of anyone on the team. Usually you’ll think King will take those – but Singler? I think it’s because he didn’t want to mix it up inside, but he also did it to stretch their defense, and on the majority of those, he was wide open. King, however, was surprisingly absent, but I think that’s due to matchups more than anything, and K wanted at all times 3 or 4 fleet guards out on the floor.

Bring it on, Carolina!

Thursday, January 17, 2008

The Lion in Winter


The greatest rivalry in sports doesn’t just happen on the hardwood twice a year. Not anymore. It isn’t just Feb 6 and March 8 this year. It’s already begun. The first shots have already been heard, from Texas, to California, to Madison Square Garden. And the lion, so used to the balmy glow of the sun, suddenly finds itself in the cold drags of winter.

Jan 3: 6’10” 5-star John Henson (2009) commits to Carolina.

Jan 4: 6’9” 4-star twins Travis and David Wear (2009), former teammates of Taylor King, commits to Carolina.

Jan 9: 6’5” 5-star Reggie Bullock (2010), commits to Carolina.

Jan 13: 6’3” 5-star Dexter Strickland (2009), playing in the Nike Super 6 at MSG, commits to Carolina.

Then, on Jan 16: 6’10” 4-star Erik Murphy (2009), one of 4 highly coveted Duke recruits, commits to Florida . . without even a single Duke visit.

Son of a b**ch.

Al Featherston on DBR tries to allay the fears, reminding us that “Many - maybe most - of K’s major recruiting victories have been as good as advertised. That string of great players stretches from Johnny Dawkins to Danny Ferry to Grant Hill to Elton Brand to Shane Battier to Jason Williams to J.J. Redick to Luol Deng . . .

. . . to Kyle Singler.”

Oh, lord.

You don’t know, what you’ve got, do you? Seeing his name up there, alongside the greats . . I was totally unexpecting it. Recruiting is all about looking forward, to the next big thing, the next one, the next one. But what about our current roster? How about G? Scheyer? . . Kyle? Last night, his face was black and blue – an ugly gash right under his right eye, a cut above his eyebrow that had required stitches 2 months ago and was just healing up – and now his chin was cut open, bleeding only a few seconds ago. Oh Kyle. We are so lucky to have you. When Duke was on the ropes, when it could do nothing as its pretty lead all but vanished . . who puts us on his back? Who steps up to the 3 point line and demands the ball for a point-blank shot? To see him, putting his arms around his teammates in the huddle . . to hear him say, someone’s got to do it, we might be thin up front but we’re gonna do team defense and someone’s got to step up. I’ll do it. I don’t mind. I never signed on to play the 5, but . . I’ll do this. For Duke.

“I’ll be back.”

It’s been an eventful night. Scheyer went absolutely ballistic on Florida State, playing like an all-world, playing like a kid with a slingshot who’d just figured out what he can do with it, and gleefully running around, snickering. They are all ribbing on him, teasing him, mimicking his moves, laughing and having a good time in the back of the bus. Coach K looks back at them – a wide grin on his face. His young team had faced a tough road opponent tonight, the same opponent that had gone into LittleJohn and pushed Clemson into double OT – and he knew what this win meant to them.

Believe me, there was a reason why he didn’t schedule any “true” road games earlier in the season. A reason that no one else knew about. It was games like these, that sometimes tries his patience as a Hall of Fame coach. He needs to maintain composure – he’s got to remember that. But it kills him, when opposing fans cannot appreciate the hard work and effort that his kids had just put forth tonight. No matter the win – no matter if it was a loss or draw – whatever – any basketball player, should deserve more respect and more courtesy than the s*** doled out to his team tonight. No matter who you are – no matter what's on the front of your jersey – hey. These kids are putting their life on the line for you. For your enjoyment. They are sacrificing their bodies. They are sacrificing their time and effort and heart. The least you can do is show some respect. You don’t need to throw things. You don’t need to hijack the ESPN broadcast to show your dirty mouth to the world. Some of the stuff that the kids said . . my God. That was why Coach K was on the sidelines, putting his arm around Greg, pulling his eyes down. Don’t look at the students. They don’t deserve your attention. Look at me. Look at the person who believes in you. Sometimes, Greg, it’s us against the world.

So they are pulling out of the arena, onto the highway to the airport. The night is dark, 10pm, and they stop by to grab food before heading to the terminal. “Away” games are the toughest when they are on Wednesday nights, because you have to jet in on Tuesday, then miss an entire day of classes on Wednesday as you practice and scout. On Thursday, you’re tired, still shot with adrenaline, and looking forward to Friday already. But that is the life of a student-athlete. And when he looks back on them . . when he sits in his seat and reclines back and can almost close his eyes to the blissful sounds of laughter and teasing and the awful rap noises Taylor King was making to accompany Nolan Smith’s bass-voiced play by play of Scheyer’s 21 points in 75 seconds against the Noles . .

He can almost see them, each one clearly, without even having to turn around and open his eyes. They were there, in his mind – the result of months of hard recruiting and then weeks and months and for some of them 3 and a half years of daily practices and dinners and one-on-ones, to ingrain them in his mind. Their smiles. Their frowns. Their wide eyes . . tired breaths . . and their brilliance, that bounce in their steps, once they got it. Oh, and they got it tonight. Those first half minutes, when they went on that 16-0 tear – he had so wanted to run out on the court to join them. How much fun was Scheyer having? The smarts, the court vision, the stunning awareness! How much of an improvement had Taylor King made over the last couple of games? Nolan Smith? And Kyle Singler. Oy! How clutch, was that 3 point shot? Of all the 3 point specialists on the team . . for him, to want it! A 6’8” freshman!

But then comes the call that can ice your heart. Erik Murphy is on the other line. His voice is scratchy . . hello coach . . I’m calling to let you know . . um . . well . . I’m sorry, coach. I was very interested in Duke University. I’ve really thought it through. But, in the end . . my gut tells me, Florida. I know I’ll fit right in with their style of play. Yes . . yes, I know. I’m sorry, coach. I really am . . . Okay. Thank you. Best of luck.”

Click.

The noise has died down. The kids have scooted back into their seats, starting to feel the drag of the long night ahead of them, many pulling on their earphones. In the silence, Coach K could still hear one voice: Kyle Singler, talking on the phone to his parents in Oregon. The snippets of conversation wafted slowly towards the front of the bus. “I’m fine, mom . . really, it’s no big deal, it’s already healed! . . haha, okay . . oh, did you see that dunk by G?? Off that missed free-throw? No?? That was sick! . . hey EJ . . how was your game last night? . . . ”

Silently, Coach K leans forward until his forehead rests on his knuckles, squeezing his eyes tight. It is all he can do to keep his emotions inside. Kyle Singler. I have to surround you with better talent. I just have to. I’m not going to make the same mistake that I’d made with JJ Redick. I owed him a national championship. Not the other way around. I owed him. He should never have been 90% of our offense. Kyle, I made you a promise. I told you, when I was recruiting you, that you would become a National Player of the Year for Duke. And you will. But in order to develop you . . in order to prolong your life from all those goons out there . . I have to give you a better low-post player than I have so far. Lance Thomas is . . well, let’s not go there. Brian Zoubek is still, alarmingly, light years away. You need help now – and I can’t give that to you. I can’t protect you against a bruising 23 year old such as Tyler Hansborough. And now . . now the kid that I would’ve loved to come in and learn from you have gone somewhere else. Isn’t Florida all out of scholarships??? #$&^!*&@#!?!!

But, hey . . not every kid is a Duke kid. Not every kid is going to say, “Duke was my first – and only – choice.” No. We’ll be alright. Next play.

“I’ll be back.”

Those words echoed in his ear. In the era of one-and-done’s . . to hear your best player tell you, emphatically, that he’s coming back . . that’s something, isn’t it? And the team . . they’ve just won their first ACC road game tonight. They are ranked top 7 in both polls. They are 1 point away from being undefeated – isn’t that enough? Isn’t that a testament to some kind of success? Sure, there were some bad turnovers tonight. And 3 point shooting wasn’t great. But that’s all for tomorrow. Let the worries come tomorrow. Tonight? Let’s just enjoy this. Let’s enjoy what we have, rather than what we don’t have. Best of luck to Erik Murphy. But (aside from joining a club with 6 legit big guys playing in front of him) – he’s missing out on this. On the sound of Taylor King, 2,000 miles from home, but with not a care in the world, rapping with the best of them . . until Nolan Smith tackles him from behind, pulling the blue hood over his eyes, their incessant laughter catching as Gerald joins them . . and Kyle Singler, his eyes closed, his voice quieting as he listened to his brother thousands of miles away . . but his grin, his sleepy, wide-toothed grin, said it all. As the bus rolled on into the night . . somewhere between Tallahassee and Durham, beamed the smile of a boy, right at home.