By 13 to Clippers
By 17 to Lakers
By 21 to Bucks
By 30 to Bulls
By 9 to Knicks
By 1 to Wizards
Hell, it's not even that we should've won today only to have the refs hand Gilbert Arenas a foul at the end, and then Don Nelson losing his shit and drawing a T so that he could conveniently hit 3 free throws to win the game.
too much don, too much
I'm completely shitting you. That, all wrapped up into a tidy package, is exactly what's disheartening. It's hard to actually even analyze what's wrong with this team, because I could probably write a book about it. We rely on Al Harrington to lead the team, who, in his defense, I still think is a useful player, but not your number one fucking option. Richardson has lost a ton since his injury. Baron Davis is never, ever, ever healthy. Monta Ellis and Andris Biedrins are promising and I love them, but they both still have big flaws in their game before they become the kind of talents that a playoff team can be centered around. It's like every single player on this team has a PER between 13-16. I'm no expert on the inner workings of PER, but apparently that makes for a really really mediocre ballclub.
There's 21 games left, and if we go 8-13 (pretty likely, right?) we'll finish....34-48. Again. For the third year in a row. And pick 9th. And pick a crappy center, like Aaron Gray (no offense Will) or something. And then we'll win 34 games again next year. And we're completely, miserably, hopelessly stuck in this awful, God-forsaken cycle. Whatta disaster of a franchise.
golden stink
-I've gotten out of my posting funk and will be doing A's spring training stuff, taking a look at the recent rash of 49ers moves, discussing the NCAA tournament, making NBDL posts, and the like.
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