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djsunyc
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Extend kudos for Isiah's relentless pursuit of mediocrity? Nooo!
By Larry DobrowSpecial to CBS SportsLine.com LINK Like many Knicks fans, upon hearing that coach/GM/smiley guy Isiah Thomas was inked to a contract extension, my first impulse was to retreat into a fetal position in the bathtub and cry. My second was to call a well-run, long-suffering franchise like the Raptors and ask what kind of incentives (a Toast-R-Oven?) it's offering to would-be bandwagon fans. ![]() Starbury and Co. play harder for Isiah than for his predecessor -- but they couldn't possibly have tried any less. My third was to crank up the local sports radio station and bask in the aural spectacle of outer-borough imbeciles spewing venom while proposing Kevin Garnett-for-Jamal Crawford, Channing Frye and Jerome James swaps. Oddly, the venom never materialized. In fact, now that the Knicks have come within yodeling distance of respectability for the first time in two years, there seems to be some pro-Isiah sentiment wafting to and fro. As recently as three months ago, this seemed as likely a scenario as an aardvark mastering conversational German, or a Cablevision-owned team winning a playoff game. The case for Isiah? His players, most notably Eddy Curry and Stephon Marbury, play harder for him than they have for anybody else. The team looks like a lock for a 15-game improvement over last year's hardwood halftards. Wearing his GM propeller beanie, Isiah has assembled a young core (Curry, Crawford and David Lee) that should ensure some minimal level of competitiveness for the next few seasons. Madison Square Garden (motto: "ATMs by every concession stand!") is hopping again, occasionally even on the nights when the Knicks are playing. The Kool-Aid sure goes down easy enough, don't it? Listen long enough and you can almost lull yourself into believing that .500 is a gift, and Isiah is our bountiful Santa. Screw that. The contract extension reeks, as does its recipient. It shows, in fact, an almost willful disregard for the intelligence of the franchise's fans. Yes, his core guys are trying harder than they did under Larry Brown. But without actually changing into nightgowns and treating themselves to a midcourt siesta, could they try any less? Besides, it's not like this supposed sea change in effort has been consistent. Wins over the Bulls (in December) and Lakers (in both January and February, the first without Kobe in the lineup) were followed the next night by express-mail-it-in jobs against the Sixers, Bobcats and Warriors. One step forward, one step back -- call it the mediocrity foxtrot. The Curry deal looks like a savvy one, especially now that the Knicks don't figure to finish in the league's bottom 12 teams (which would make the 2007 first-round-pick swap still owed the Bulls a tougher pill to swallow). He boasts what the less bookish among us might call "mad hopz" in the paint, along with a slate of low-post moves that make him a must for double-team treatment. At the same time, however well this move has worked out, Isiah left the franchise massively exposed by failing to lottery-protect the pick. Then there's the litany of failed moves that, somehow, seem to have been swept under the rug during the breathless pursuit of an eight seed. Everybody points to Isiah's acumen in having snared Lee with a late-first round pick acquired from the Spurs in the Nazr Mohammed deal, forgetting that millions of dollars worth of cap-clogging Malik Rose goodness came along with it. Never mind the Crawford sign-and-trade, which shouldn't yet go down in the victory column. Based on the James and Jared Jeffries signings alone, we should demand that our congresspeople enact legislation barring Isiah from wading into the free-agent waters. Whatever Isiah's successes in the draft (Lee, Tracy McGrady when he ran the Raptors), they're more than offset by his numerous player-evaluation gaffes. Isiah acquired Maurice Taylor and eventually bought him out. Isiah acquired Jalen Rose and eventually bought him out. Isiah acquired Penny Hardaway and, in lieu of buying him out, compounded the mistake by packaging him with a promising young'un (Trevor Ariza) for an expensive square peg (Steve Francis). Then there are the related embarrassments: the alleged sexual-harassment hijinks, Isiah's tough-talking tussles with Bruce Bowen and Carmelo Anthony (which precipitated the girliest brawl since Duff-Richie II). Factor in that the Knicks are the proud owners of the league's highest payroll and have no cap room until the end of the Clinton Administration -- the Chelsea one, not the Hillary one -- and I can't understand the lack of outrage. Even forgetting these and other much-discussed misdeeds -- Mr. Brown, your platinum-plated limo is waiting for you at the curb -- the contract extension arrives at a particularly peculiar time. Not to be a doubting Thomas (get it? get it?), but a projected 36 to 37 wins and a low playoff seeding in the oafish Eastern Conference shouldn't prompt anybody to break out the kazoos. Even if the Knicks manage to stick in the seventh or eighth spot in the East, 16 of the league's 30 teams make the playoffs. Congratulations, you're almost average! Too, this year's Knicks have thrived on the whole us-against-the-universe thing. They believe that, in no particular order, the media, fans, referees, league officials, Garden ushers and the Kremlin are out to get them. Knowing that they are now ensured a few more years of Isiah's coddling, will the Knicks continue to play with urgency? Given that half the team doesn't do defense on the best of nights, this sets a dangerous precedent. It's a moot point. This season, Isiah Thomas has performed less than terribly as a coach -- which stands in stark contract to his Indiana tenure, during which he guided 52-win talent to three straight first-round playoff exits. He has succeeded, sort of, in spite of sports' most passive-aggressive owner and a coach who undermined him at every turn. Nonetheless, the Knicks remain hopelessly middling. Owing to Isiah's salary-cap mismanagement and oops-I-did-it-again wheeling-dealing, they have no more chance of winning an NBA title than of winning a Stanley Cup. That is the goal, right? An NBA title, rather than arrested development in the 40-win range? Isiah inherited a mess. He has replaced it with a slightly less unsightly one. The bottom line? The floor's still dirty. Larry Dobrow is a freelance writer based in New York and Maxim Online's regular baseball columnist. [Edited by - djsunyc on 03-14-2007 10:38 AM] |
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earl please spin this into a positive, and let us know that its all lies
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