Boston Celtics vs. Sacramento Kings: 12/12/07 - Open Game Thread

Either stop watching the game in protest of having to live through another Tommy Point. Or abandoning the Kings because my putrid dismissal of Tommy is so evident. Things suck sometimes.

On a side note I expect Boston to blow this team out if they can ride their starters to a reasonable level tonight. Sacramento can play at a high level for a short time but not for a sustained period of time.

Jim it's 23-16 right now, and from my limited watching of this game, I've notice both teams are coasting. The c's are still up 8. That's why they're  17-2 if nothing else. I wonder if this team is coasting knowing the playoffs is what matters. I wonder if the can flip the switch if that's the case.

(P.S. Sorry about the crappy rant.)

Mike Gorman is a terrific announcer.

I know this was a recent development, but why did the Celtics switch to Comcast SportsNet (I've noticed a rise in CS lately--there's alot more of those broadcast groups than there were just last year.)

I had to run out tonight and just got back. 68-64 right now. I heard KG had some foul trouble. Gorman is fantastic. He could roll out of bed, call a low level high school jv basketball game and make it awesome. He's so smooth.

But his bias is oppressive.

I was doing a google search about Glen Davis and came across an amusing article from 2006 during the NCAA tournament (not sure if you need to register.

About his nickname:

He earned his nickname because he was a big kid with a sensitive side. When Davis played Pop Warner football and everyone else on the team was older, he pouted because he was the baby. When he played high school basketball and his team lost, he cried. And when Hurricane Katrina struck in late summer and he held IV's for the victims who found refuge on his home court, he cried again.

But the reason his nickname stuck, and the reason it fits so snug, is that Davis never cries for long. He is too busy spreading laughter. He has dressed up as James Brown, as a ballet dancer and in drag. After one victory this season, he kissed his coach on the cheek. After one poor shot, he asked his coach to criticize him in front of the team. After one collision with a referee, he told reporters: "I was just praying to God I didn't paralyze anybody."

On his family:

Even the parents who sometimes failed him as a child could not resist his magnetic pull. Davis met his father, Donald Robertson, in his sophomore year of high school. His mother, Toyna Davis, went to games and bellowed in her deepest baritone: "My big baby!" Now, Davis visits his father regularly. He winks at his mother in the stands. His capacity for forgiveness is as large as his appetite.

I read that the other day when I was trying to defend the name Glen(n) as both Davis and Rivers don't use it. It is one of those nicknames that would not work for anyone else but Big Baby pulls it off.