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ABSOLUTELY SELF KNEW THE TREY BALL CAPACITY WAS BADLY DEGRADED, WHEN HE WENT TO BAD BALL!
That's what I've been trying to tell board rats, since the minute we learned BG played operable.
I suspected it during the season, when BG looked so pale and sick for a few weeks. But then BG's color restored and so then I was fooled a bit by his continued awkwardness. I thought, well, maybe everyone was right and BG just was a very limited athlete.
But nooooooooo, as John Belushi used to say.
BG was operable and as usual Self cloaked it to keep opponents guarding him outside, while first drive ball was embraced and then all out XTReme BAD BALL was resorted to.
Think about it.
BG was operable for most of the second half of the season.
Wayne grew increasingly inconsistent and never found the range on his trey ball, for whatever reason, and you can bet it was a hairy condition, whatever it was, since we saw the real Wayne in Hyundailand.
The Designer, who had become a stretch 5 40 percenter, got injured big time. Suddenly no trey gun.
That left THE RIVERBOAT GAMBLER with Frank Mason as his lone trey launcher and Frank was needed at the point 38 minutes in regulation and 43 in an OT game, because...
Devonte, and this is something everyone forgets, was not well down the stretch of the regular season. Something "nicked him up", or he entered a slump.
And I am not even mentioning the Crimean Kid going over the event horizon the three point black hole a month into the season and never recovering once it became apparent he could not stay with his own shadow over a pick.
Everything is a cascade in basketball teams. One injury, or failure to bloom, has effects down stream the rest of the season.
At the time the Crimean Kid did not bloom, everyone thought, oh, well, we've got Frank, Wayne and Devonte to rotate at the 1 and 2. No problema.
WRONG!
Once Svi was out of the picture, it meant Wayne HAD to play regardless of how awful his offense became, because he was the only one that could guard an All League, or better guy with some length.
And when Wayne's brain went China Syndrome, and probably as a result of yet another injury that Self has chosen never to reveal in order to protect Wayne's draft potential downstream, and Devonte hit some kind of ceiling plus got "nicked up," well, then failure of Svi to bloom bit us in the glutes big time.
BAD BALL was the only logical move last season, and we are just lucky as hell that THE GENIUS was able to invent BAD BALL on the fly, when all the bets were already laid down, and there were no more cards to draw, or we would NOT have won another conference title. And had we not won another conference title, we might well have ended up with such a low seed that we would have gone out the first round.
See, I keep telling everyone: if Self had tried to play anything but BAD BALL with the hand he was fanning thin air at the end of last season with, he wouldn't have gone .500 down the stretch. He most likely would have gone .250, or something like that.
THE GENIUS stared down the barrel of doom.
And Self bluffed outside and drove inside.
And he kept driving.
Until a name had to be invented for how ugly--but effective--it got.
BAD BALL!