Blah Blah Blah we all know who’s on the team and we can sit here and talk about what bubble player should of made it, especially since there wasn’t even a try-out.
It really doesn’t matter when you have Kobe, BronBron, Melo and the Fundamental Bore that are gonna rack up at least 35 minutes if any game gets close.
But I’ve been fighting with myself about how this team will do.
Part of me thinks, hey it’s the dream team, how can they lose. But we obviously saw the embarassment in Athens where a bunch of millionaires thought they could roll over the world as one man shows.
That’s the other part of me. It’s a team of 12 superstars that is just waiting to collapse in a tight game when they go into Kobe-mode and need to get it done themselves.
But what I like about this team is that it actually has a couple of play-making point guards, unlike the Iversons and Stefan Marbury’s of the past.
No, it looks like it could be different this time around, as the starting point guard is looking like it’s going to be MVP candidate Chris Paul.
And Paul better be up to spreading the ball around, just like Rajon Rondo was able to do in Bean Town this year, or we could see one more clash of egos.
And as we all know, that clash of ego’s is just going to result in USA losing, and Kobe pulling a D3 Varsity Warriors move and throwing Tayshaun Prince’s clothes in the shower because he didn’t do a good enough job shining Kobe’s MVP trophy.
The last issue I have with this team is the coach. What? Just listen.
Yes I know Coach K is the legend. But what I always worry about with coaches jumping to the show is the difference of managing their players.
Coming from college to an NBA team means managing a bunch of hot shot kids, over to trying to tell full grown men that they need to work harder in practice when they would rather spend time with their families, or substitute wives, as they call them.
And that’s just to an NBA squad. This is the 12 biggest stars that the heartland has to offer.
Who knows, maybe I shouldn’t worry about it. After all it is the dream team.
I’ll just have stop being jealous and cheer for Samuel Dalembert. Go Canada Go.
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Today should have been a where the attention of the hockey was on Game 4 of the Stanley Cup playoffs to be played on Saturday night.
Instead, it the hockey world turned its attention to a horrific tragedy, as Canucks defenceman Luc Bourdon was killed outside his home town in New Brunswick in a motorcycle crash.
Today, when our focus was supposed to be on a series just heating up in a business and that has started to gain interest again down in the U.S., we were reminded that hockey is, after all, just a game.
Hearing the news that Luc had passed away was a shock. My dad phoned me while I was out of my office, leaving me a voicemail that told me the tragic news. I didn’t believe him at first, but within five minutes of listening to that message, text messages and phone calls began to pour in and, in all honesty, I had to read about it four or five times on four or five different websites because I was in total disbelief.
From all accounts, Luc was a great kid. Shy, perhaps even lost in a world that barely sleeps and moves so fast just like the game to which this lifestyle belongs to.
Through all the criticism he faced because of a slow development -keep in mind, he was only 21- the former two-time Team Canada World Junior Hockey Champion pressed on. He re-developed his game and was poised to make a run at a starting position with the Canucks when training camp starts up again in September.
I remember his first NHL goal. That booming slapshot we had all heard so much about. That enthusiasm and raw emotion he displayed that only players with a true passion for hockey show when they score, especially on a beauty like that.
I think that goal demonstrated the passion he had for hockey and for life. Enthusiastic and passionate.
Today’s news shook up the hockey world. It was a tragic and unnecessary shake up. Why did a kid, who loved life from all we’ve heard today, and who had such great potential as hockey player and a young man growing up in a city and a country that embraced him have to go like this?
Luc is my age. When you’re young, you have a feeling of invincibility, and not to say that Luc thought that way and because I never even met him and it would unfair to say he thought that way, but things like this you never think can happen.
This tragedy puts things into perspective that hockey is just a game. We rag on players, sometimes drive them to go crazy, and yet when something like this happens, we are reminded that hockey players are human too. They have moms, dads, sisters, brothers.
It is with great sadness that we will never see Luc progress to his full potential as a hockey player, but more importantly, to a young man.
The thoughts of The Sports Corner are with Luc’s family during this time.
When listening to the tone in Markus Naslund’s voice today when he was talking about the style of play of the Detroit Red Wings, he seemed happier to watch the Wings than playing for the Canucks.
He spoke of how he admires watching the Red Wings play a style of play that Naslund loves to play. He also said Detroit has the world class players to play that puck possession style that is much a good offence as it is a good defence.
But here’s the problem with Naslund. His goal totals were dwindling before the last two seasons. He went from 48 goals in 2003 to 35 goals in 2004 to 32 goals in 2006 before falling even further down in goals with 24 in 2007 and 25 in 2008.
He can’t blame or even hint that Canucks coach Alain Vigneault and his defensive style of play is the reason for Naslund’s lack of goals in the past two years and, quite frankly, a lack of passion that is so blatently obvious when you watch him play or watch him in the media scrums after games and practice.
He can’t blame Vigneault because Naslund makes $6 million a year and if Naslund had the skill everyone still believes he has, he would be able to adapt. Everyone in the league had to adapt when the NHL came out of the lockout.
Being a good player is being able to adapt to situations, whether it’s after a large hit, adapting a pass behind you in full flight, adapting to a different coaching style.
Naslund is soft. Let’s face it. He’s a poor choice for captain and if he does indeed come back, the first thing he should do is pass of the ‘C’ to Willie Mitchell, someone that will battle tooth and nail in the trenches, a place where playoff hockey is won and lost.
Naslund can’t do that. If he wants to come back, he better learn to adapt, better figure out how to rekindle that passion and he better realize he got paid a crap load of money and he should put up or shut up. Best situation possible is that common sense kicks in for Canucks GM Mike Gillis and he doesn’t decide to bring Naslund back, even for a pay cut.
Inject new life. Naslund is not a winner, and even when he had Todd Bertuzzi and the West Coast Express, he couldn’t win. It’s time to bring in a winner. It’s not a matter of him being a European. Take Detroit for example. But Naslund isn’t the calibre of player that Henrik Zetterberg or Pavel Datsyuk are, in fact it’s not even close.
Seeing as how the Canucks organization feels it’s time for a change, then they should take that theory and not even offer Naslund a contract. His time in this city is done. Bringing him back will only prove that no one in this city has any kind of hockey sense.