Very off topic just wanna say that my dad went to the first ever mavs game in 1980 and was a season ticket holder of the mavs for 25 years and he is not renewing this year and that points out how sad mavs fans must be
No disrespect, but the Mavs donāt know sadness compared to your Charlotte Hornets. Lol
I said this on a Reddit post. This is like an every week thing for us.
Man, Iām so old I remember when the Mavs entered the league. Tell your dad I said āBrad Davis, baby!ā Also, no old ACC fan can forget Jim Spanarkelā¦
Iām glad heās gotten to see some good teams and championship contention through the years.
Itās almost like we gotta be punished for the Zo pick and 2 Superbowl appearancesā¦
I havent talked about jim spanarkel in years
It brings me right back to watching Wake play Duke in Winston in the old coliseum with my guys Frank Johnson, Jim Johnstone, Mike Helms, and Alvis Rogers.
I remember all of those guys! In fact, the last time I cried after a basketball game was when Wake Forest beat eventual national champion UNC in early 1982. I think Sam Perkins missed that game, but it was still quite a feat. Of course, Carolina had Michael Jordan and James Worthy playing that night, and it was only one of their two losses for the entire year. The other loss was at UVA with Ralph Sampson.
By then, Frank had moved on I think. That should have been the new era with Danny Young and Delaney Rudd in the backcourt. Iām struggling to remember, was Guy, Johnstone, and Rogers still on that 82 team?
Ah, answered with the thumbnail of Guy right there. Lol
I met Frank and Jim, the big guyās freshman year. He out me on his shoulders so i could dunk the ball.
Tis the season for experimenting. Given how poor this team is at protecting the ball and outside shooting, all I can think is: Fast play means more turnovers and more missed threes. More of those two equals more points for the other team.
But at this juncture in time, I also do not care.
Itās also interesting that the player with the second highest usage rate is saying that. More than any other player in league, he can control the pace. Yet there is a ton of iso dribbling. Pace isnāt necessarily screaming up the court, itās the amount of time you are in the half court before getting a decent shot on offense. Lamelo is not very good at it. Young players in modern basketball arenāt very good at it because all they know is drive and kick or DHO.
You mean, is there anything else other than that?
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Watching the game tonight, I literally just saw Lee wanting to slow up and run a set, and LaMelo saw a chance to get to the hoop and draw a foul to get to the line, and thatās what he did.
Generally, when the Hornets have been at their best itās pushing the pace for sure. I agree with LaMelo too, but I think they have to find a balance. Itās funny how the pace is right with the Celtics though. But we donāt have dynamite ISO players like Tatum and Brown either, so we need to run.
Iām going to have a real tough time continuing to find a reason to watch the last 21 games this season. This is really starting to grate on every nerve watching games knowing we are out of it at the tip.
At this point, Iāve begun to lose track of when the hornets have games.
I know this is off topic but @Vet_Picksetter and @Eastley are taking me back with the old school ACC convo. Those were some great days. I actually just re-watched that ā82 Wake-UNC game a few days ago. As a Wake fan, my version of March Madness is to go down the YouTube rabbit hole and re-live the times when we were actually good since we never play real games in March anymore. That ā82 season is the first one I clearly remember and it was amazing seeing all the talent that was in college basketball back then. I was hooked for life after that.
Also, I loved the thumbnail of Guy Morgan. We crossed paths earlier in my career and eventually became good friends. Just had lunch with him a couple of weeks ago. Heās one of the nicest human beings Iāve ever known.