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Enemy Chatter: A wayward fart could have rendered Knicks winners


I often wonder what opposing teams, their beat reporters and bloggers are saying about the Celtics after playing the Celtics. Here's a dose of 'enemy chatter' from New York.

The inches thing is what's haunting me, I think. I've always been fascinated (and tormented) by the infinitesimal difference between triumph and heartbreak in basketball, and tonight's biggest moments were, in fact, practically atomic. Look no further than New York's ill-fated final play, in which Kevin Garnett's hand occupied exactly the same slot of airspace as that bedeviling Jared Jeffries pass and his dive for possession grazed the last of the unpainted grains on the parquet floor. Those of you crushed by some decision from any party involved all have your reasons. Me? I'm going to lose sleep because something uncontrollable and imperceptible– a better-inflated basketball, a fast twitch here or there, a wayward fart– could have rendered the Knicks winners, but it didn't. Again. I'm incredulous (bitter, too) that that shit gets to decide NBA playoff games. Celtics fans are probably thanking their lucky stars for said shit.

Poasting and Toasting

He had me at wayward fart. It's the 12-year old in me.

On Page 2, love for Rondo.

As the guard spearheading Boston's offense, Rondo – fast as a rabbit and subtle enough to slip through crevices in tight spaces – popped 30 points into the Celtics' 96-93 win, rarely attempting a shot from more than 12 feet out.

His unrelenting speed was best displayed in spurts, highlighted by a stretch of 12 points in the first seven minutes. Early run-outs rippled into a wave of fast break points for the Celtics, with Rondo crashing down on backpedaling defenders as he either shifted his hips or contorted his shoulders. He both absorbed blows and initiated contact, controlling the pace as the Celtics outscored the Knicks 16-4 in the open court.

Even for the Knicks, notoriously porous on defense, Rondo's forays from end to end proved maddening. Willing to cede any jump shot from him outside 12 feet, the Knicks failed to curtail fast break points. His first non-layup field goal did not come until the second half. He knocked down an 18-foot shot with 4:33 left in the game.

NY Daily News

I have not found much criticism of Buster Douglas' defense in Game 2. He was brutally bad.

It's one thing to lay-off Rondo and force him to take jumpers, it's another to lay-off him and permit lay-ups. Was he scared off due to foul trouble? Maybe. But that doesn't explain why Ronny Turiaf, Jared Jeffries or newly minted toughguy Bill Walker didn't flatten Rondon.

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  • What cracks me up is how little people really understand this game. Yes, the poor pass and great anticipation by KG took away their last chance of victory but that did not decide the game! My God, first they would have had to score. Far from a given. Second, it wasn’t a wayward pass; it was a BAD pass. (Dejavu to Isaiah lofting one to Bird for the steal and let’s never forget Havlicek Stole the Ball!) A good pass does not get stolen; it’s put out of the reach of the defender. The big aspects of the game were decided by the Celtics closing out the last 2 minutes and the Knicks not. But the real issues were that Toney Douglas was burned all night on defense by Rondo and company, the Knicks took too many threes and, if Carmelo hadn’t been unconscious, the game would have been over after half time. Games are not won or lost on last second plays. If you haven’t closed out the other team with 5 minutes to go, ANYONE CAN WIN! This is basketball reality. It’s not about wayward farts or Don Nelson and Sam Jones having leprichauns assist the ball into the basket. It’s just that, when you let the game be decided on the last pass or the last shot, anything can happen. Often, it leaves the will of the opposing team to change fate. And KG has plenty of will to go around.