On the basketball courts of New York City, there may be no truer measure of a player's stature than his nickname. If a player is considered good, then his moniker will be something straightforward: "Pee Wee" if he is short; "Lefty" if he shoots with that hand. But if a player is viewed as great, then his talent can actually inspire poetry. He will be called "Half-Man Half-Amazing" for his superhuman dunks or "Skip to My Lou" for the way he hopscotches down the court as he dribbles past hapless opponents.
Hugo Lindgren, doing yeoman's work to stay positive on a day when the Dow closed below 7,000 for the first time in 12 years, finds reason for economic optimism through a parable about Stephon Marbury, the toxic asset whose value the team recently wrote down by granting him his unconditional release: Marbury then signed with the Celtics, and could very likely end up playing a meaningful role in their run at another championship (he performed well in his first game). The NBA, which in this scenario, remember, stands for the economy, benefits from Marbury's return from exile.
Things just keep getting better for the New York Knicks, America's classiest sports franchise. Their "star," Stephon Marbury, has just been fined for missing a game, and now this: The New York Daily News reported on Wednesday the trouble started during the team's flight to Phoenix, when Marbury learned from teammate Eddy Curry that Thomas planned to use him as a backup and start second-year guard Mardy Collins.
I came across this a little late, but anyone looking for further evidence that Gilbert Arenas is the most entertaining hoopster since Charles Barkley can find it in abundance in this blog post: Usually I give out awards at the end of the year, but somebody won the "Best Interview of the Century" award this summer. If you guys haven't seen it, you need to search "Marbury interview" on YouTube. If you don't think this is the best interview in history, something is mentally wrong with you.