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I think we can safely call that a PHOF!
Part of me wanted to say nothing and just savor it.
But my hope for this board always is that it creates synergy and there can be no synergy without back and forth, and so I will make a game effort at responding.
Its hard to add much to your ten points, because you've hit frozen ropes with all of them. All one can do is introduce complementary analysis that may not add much, but might enrich the combustible fuel-air mixture of some Selfian-ambiguites underling the debate that will ensue on these subjects in coming months.
(1) Greene IS up against the biases of Self Ball for sure, and he is definitely competing outside his comfort zone in Self Ball, exactly as you say, but at the same time, it is conspicuous that BG is the first guy of the season to go in Self's TOUGHENING BOX. Self doesn’t usually put guys he is not counting on in the toughening box and never as the first guy. BG appears so demoralized presently that he may even have been in Le Box Toughening, since he started going through rehab. Self appears determined not to let him wallow in self pity. What we are witnessing is Self incarcerating and then sticking the needle into a quasi cripple, who sacrificed his body (read played operable) for Self last season. Now one thing we know about Self: anyone that plays operable for him doesn't necessarily get the world served to him on a silver platter the next season, but most definitely is included henceforth and into posterity as an inner circle guy—a guy to be counted on. On one extreme we have Mario Little who played operable and who just didn't quite have enough left to be a serious rotation guy, but who Self nonetheless went to in many crunches Little's last season. On the other extreme, we have a guy like Selden, who arguably plays operable all the time, and who has enough talent left to be better than Self's other options and so contributes a lot. But either way, once you are in with the Post-Operable In-Crowd you are considered one of the knights of Sir Bill’s Round Jump Circle Table.
Without putting too fine of a point on it, Self is beating the steaming shizz out BG with psychological warfare. This is an intensity of PSY-OPS that Self usually reserves for guys he intends to count on, but this goes even beyond that. This is standing around kicking and clubbing and torquing and paradoxing a guy, when he is in rehab. Self didn’t even do that to Brandon Rush. If this won't make the rest of the team rally 'round BG and around all their teammates, Self may have to resort to a Deer Hunter kind of scenario in a hut on stilts out on the Kansas River by a sand bar. He may have to stand their screaming and spinning the drum on a Smith with one bullet and makie BG play Russian flipping roulette to find out which teammate is man enough to come forward and play with him!
I mean Brannen is in Christopher Walken kind of pain right now. And I don't know who is going to DeNiro him out of this, but some teammate HAS to step forward and sacrifice himself (i.e., be the next into the toughening box) to save this post-operable, quasi-crippled trifectate extraordinaire. The man from red clay country, the man who went to the wall for Self last season playing operable, the man who kept draining fools gold for the Coach that disingenuously claims treys are Fool’s gold, this man deserves better than this, even if his hip never regains its pop and flex. This man is a new , sub basement evel of The Toughening Box. This is like Self saying, "Alright you bunch of spoiled, Fool's gold loving, trinitary wannabe pussies playing X-boxes in the Taj Mahal we built for you, I'm going to take your three-ball ring leader, the best gunner of the bunch of you, maybe the best shootist I have ever coached, and the guy we all know played operable for us last season, and I'm going to grind my jack boot adidas into his hip scar and screw with his southern Randolph Scott kinda mind until one of you cowards comes to save him and turns this band of babies into a team of men.” Self’s eyes are flashing. “You thought last season was tough? You thought @aybate 1.0 was right about calling you basketball's Merrill's Marauder's? You thought you had been to Myitkyina? Well, now hear this: you didn't take Myitkyina last year. You hear me? You got your asses punked by Division III Wichita State and that chicken vent of a coach they have! You may think you are a highly ranked team with a bunch of experience and great three ballers that just won the WUGs. But I say you are all worthless gutter trash, lower than the stuff Bruce Weber scrapes off his Nikes in the Xperimental Barns in Dung Hollow a couple hours west of here!!!!" Self reddens and veins ripple on his forehead and neck. "Mr. Best Three Point Shooter KU ever had over there is in the Toughening Box and he's going to stay in it tell hell freezes over, or till one of you guys figure out how to play real basketball, while he sinks girlie man treys at 40%., and then goes into The Toughening Box for him.” Self kicks a puke bucket placed their for him by the director of basketball operations. “Fool's gold is making 40% of your treys on legs that haven't played hard defense. I want 40% on treys from exhausted legs, injured legs, operable legs." Self looks around. “Or let no man come back alive!!!!! You may think this looks like Horejsi, but its not. Because you failed to take Myitkyina last season and I had to eat shizz shaking the hand of Mr. IMax Forehead, this is the flipping gorge of the River Kwai, where a team of failures last season must learn to cooperate under the worst conditions imaginable to build A Bridge Over, what shall I call it, the River Hard Wood that will be blown up in March, so that you can then build another Bridge Over the River Madness in March and April, if that Micron Brain Bob Bowlsby doesn't move March Madness to the next fricking year!" Self struts around maniacally hyperventilating. "Watch your three point shooting friend there, Brannen Greene. He isn’t in a hurt locker of pain. He is in a hurt terminal warehouse of pain. And he is there, because of you conceited, self-satisfied numb nuts, and its going to get worse for him until you start to get it and save his ass!” Whistle blows. Now start running and don’t stop, while Mr. Georgia here hops in place on his bad hip!”
I can't explain it. I just have a hunch that BG is being groomed for important work, even though I have been telling everyone all off season that he needs a red shirt and that hip ain't coming around anytime soon without a year's rehab…whilst no one, least of all Bill Self, hath been listening to the erstwhile ’bate.
(2) I believe Self wished he were a great long ball shooter, so he has three point envy, and I believe his college injuries awakened him to the fact that almost no player makes it through any season, often any game, with the things required to shoot a high long ball percentage: two good knees, two good ankles, untorn muscles, untorn/unstretched ligaments and tendons, working fingers on the shooting hand, working rotator cuffs, un-hyperextended elbows, unsprained wrists, working hamstrings, working achilles heels, and so forth. The human body is a complex and vulnerable system in Self’s mind. Self learned from his D1 time that operable players that are great athletes can often guard on sheer force of will, and that even healthy shootists have slumps and utterly unpredictable moments. I believe Self believes trifectation really is Fool’s Gold. Its a gift that about 35-40 percent of the time makes winning easier, the rest of the time life is about will, defense, and 50/50 balls, and explosive plays. And I believe Self is putting both his team and his fans in The Toughening Box about three point shooting by his Fool’s Gold Redux. Remember, as alluded to above, he likely believes overconfidence is this teams biggest enemy after winning the WUGs.
(3) Vick is a potentially great player playing somewhat beyond his years in Self-protected roles, but not yet experienced and mature enough to both become the an unprotected target of Blue Meanies that a young starter invariably is, or to beat out a healthy, mature Greene. But Greene is not healthy. So: Vick is getting some minutes and being productive and if he can translate his length into guarding over picks he is going to play quite a bit, because he appears, like Greene, to have no conscience about squeezing live rounds. Thus Self will have the same kind of problem with Vick that he has with Greene, despite liking Vick’s defense better, and despite trusting Greene’s ability to play through more. When he looks into Vick’s eyes, he sees the same thing he sees in Greene’s eyes. Cold indifference to Self’s warnings about shooting. Trey ballers are assassins on wood.They are the French Connection to the assassination of President Kennedy wearing silks instead of suits and ties. They warm up in the basketball equivalent of Dealy Plaza—the arc beyond the three point stripe. They don’t think twice about a long shot from the Grassy Knoll. And though their coaches hate to resort to them, when the situation calls for it, the order for their services comes down from on high in code, and they do the job their way. Self is like all Allen Dulleses. He would like to find a way not to have to order the shooters into action. Its messy. It requires the involvement of persons one has little control over, once the green light is given. But in the final analysis, all coaches, like all Allen Dulleses, keep the option of shooters in their tool set. If nothing else, there presence is a serious deterrent to an opponent getting too reckless in what he thinks he can get away with. Shootists may be loners, or not, but they most often work in teams of three. Triangulation ensures success. Triangulation compensates for glitches. The high low offense is set up for the assassination deterrent. It has three perimeter slots for the shooters. Every time down the floor is Dealy Plaza for an opponent, if you have three assassins to put on the floor. But the opponent never knows whether this trip is a dry run, or for real, whether the shootists are going to be ordered to do their jobs, or whether the ball is going inside to the plumbers. How Vick shakes out this season depends a lot on Greene’s hip, and Svi’s nerves. Shootists either have nerves of steel, or they are sociopaths lacking all emotions. Svi’s disastrous shooting season last year proves he has nerves that were not yet steel. If Svi’s nerves have been grown tempered this off season, Vick will play 10 mpg. If Svi’s nerves were irreversibly frayed, then Vick is a 15-20 minute man, maybe even if Perry swings 3/4.
(4.) Selden is a black box with broad shoulders, a long first step, some touch outside, and the muscle and length to guard long 2s and short 3s. Self knows Selden is a walking injury. But Selden has proved he can guard injured and that is the bottom line for Self, when Selden was a 2. But now Selden is a 3 and Self knows Selden will have trouble with the best 3s that are 6-6 to 6-8, even during Wayne’s healthier moments. Hence, Perry has to be ready to play some 3 situationally, and some 3, if Wayne pays one of his frequent visits to the MASH unit. Self is NOT going to rely on Branden, or Svi, or Vick, at crunch times. If Selden can’t go at crunch times, Perry swings 3. Of course, this depends on Bragg being able to getter done and talented as Bragg is, Self’s palms sweat even thinking about having to rely on Bragg at crunch time.
(5) It is both motivation and reality. With Self, always remember BOTH. He is squeezing the committee of Selden, Greene, Svi, and even Vick, who despite being able to hide behind a cross section of mylar, could wind up their at certain times because he can guard, whereas the others, excepting Selden, are works in progress that way. At the same time, however, none of these guys appear ready for a 40 minute dose of that rare guy at the 3; that near Michael Kidd-Gilchrist kind of freak that one usually runs into once or twice a season. So: for those times, and if none of the committee of the 3 stay healthy, or progress enough, Perry has to be prepared for what he should have been playing all along. Perry could be our Michael Kidd-Gilchrist at the 3, instead of a stretch 4 forced outside by blue meanies. But I am being a whiner here. Self knows his shizzle. If he says Perry can play 4 in the crunch, then I will ride along. What’s one more year, after my having to go along for the last three?
(6) Traylor will play despite the lack of rebounding, when Self can scheme rebounding out of the other four guys. Remember, Self has this weird rebounding ace in the hole at the point guard. Self has Bill Bridges Lite handling the ball out front. If Bragg and Perry were in the game, both of whom can ding it from outside, then Self could pull them out, along with both wings, let one of those four shoot it, and actually rely on Frank Mason to beast the carom. It is feasible. Mason is a great rebounder locked up inside a point guard’s body.
(7) We will never play faster, or slower, because the other team dictates our tempo, and as long as Self has a bunch of L&As most opponents will choose to play slow. But we will, at Self’s discretion, shoot sooner, or later, after crossing half court. Good Ball played in the WUGs is the quick trigger offense.
(8) Nope. We never solved that problem with recruiting. We will only be able to score b2b, when Bragg is playing someone short and weak, or Perry is playing a non-blue meanie with slow feet that he can spin on.
(9) I am as excited about the prospect of Bragg and Mickelson as Bragg and Perry. Both tandems pose big problems for the opponent. Bragg and Mick bring us “length” we haven’t seen for awhile, and a nice mixture of shot blocking and mobility that we haven’t had since TRob and Jeff in the run to the Finals. But as I said, Bragg and Perry bring two guys that can step out and pop, which was what made Marcus and Kieff such a potent duo. With good health among all our bigs, and reasonable progress with both Bragg and Mick, we are blessed. If either of Lucas, or Traylor, finding a steady journeyman game, we are sitting pretty every way but in scoring depth inside.
(10) I like to think of cleaning up the game as real Mortadella from Italy, and recent attempts to clean it up as processed American baloney. Really cleaning the game up so that it became more about releasing the athleticism and speed of the remarkable athletes of today, along with forcing them back into benefitting from developing their fundamentals more than their muscles, this I would welcome as I would a visit from James Naismith. I believe there is some reason to worry about the game turning into a foul fest in regular season, but the widening of the lane could save us all. Why? Because the wider lane, coupled with calling touch fouls, is going to make coaches rely much more on sliding for defense, than on muscling. Thus the coaches will mostly have already anticipated this by working way more on sliding and way less on bodying. It could be a renaissance season. But I have learned to wait and see about such enthusiasms.
Again, a great job of setting out the major issues as the season starts.