SI.com's Chris Mannix is just one of many media members hoping the Marbury experiment blows up in Boston. Check out this excerpt from his latest column:
With the hot camera lights on him, Marbury was cordial. Affable, even. He answered a few softball questions about leaving New York, coming to Boston and having a chance to compete for a championship. He spoke calmly. He smiled. After a few minutes, several local reporters exchanged quizzical looks.
Was this really Stephon Marbury?
Then the cameras turned off. And the real Stephon Marbury returned.
He was asked how he felt playing the two-guard, a position he refused to play in New York.
"As long as I'm on the court, it doesn't matter," said Marbury.
He was asked if he had talked to incumbent point guard Rajon Rondo about his role with the team.
"I'm just here to help them win a championship," Marbury deadpanned.
After that, Marbury brushed past the dozen or so media and disappeared back into the trainer's room.
"At least we know it's really him," remarked one reporter.
What does he mean by the "real Marbury returned?" He answered the questions. Just because he didn't answer them the way you wanted makes him an ass? And rather than simply saying Marbury walked away, Mannix had to use the term "brushed" to imply some sort of blowoff.
Of course there's more:
In his first game with the Celtics, an adrenaline infused Marbury scored eight points in 13 minutes. Two nights later, Marbury crashed back to earth, scoring zero points in 12 minutes with two careless turnovers. On Wednesday, with the crowd booing the ex-Net every time he touched the ball, Marbury put up another goose egg in the scoring column.
How about mentioning Marbury's 9 assists in 3 games? Or that he had the ridiculous task of guarding a guy 7-inches taller than him in the Detroit game?
Chris Mannix – you are a douche with an agenda.