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Showing posts with label Kevin Love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Kevin Love. Show all posts

Saturday, March 19, 2011

Free Write Saturday: Where Is The Love?

This is a Free Write from my buddy Jordan, I enjoyed it immensely.

Minnesota Timberwolves O.J. Ma… Kevin Love? In one of many draft day trades made by the Timberwolves franchise in the past decade, this may be the best move in franchise history aside from drafting Kevin Garnett 5th overall in the 95’ draft. The Wolves sent the 3rd overall pick, O.J. Mayo, along with Antoine Walker, Greg Buckner, and Marko Jaric to Memphis. In return the Wolves received the 5th pick (Love), along with Mike Miller, Brian Cardinal, and Jason Collins, none of whom are currently wearing Wolves’ jerseys with the exception of Love. One could even argue this trade is one of the better trades in any sport within the last five years. (Best in the past decade: A.J Pierzynski for Francisco Liriano, Joe Nathan and Boof Bonser, another article).


The primary measurement of the success of this trade and the most obvious - Love is an All-Star and Mayo is primarily a role player. Secondarily, and what I like to call the nuts and bolts of the trade (no pun intended); the Timberwolves were able to fill the roster with quality players, while obtaining miscellaneous draft picks and cash. Just as important as what the Wolves were able to obtain; the Wolves were able to jettison forward Antoine Walker, guard Greg Buckner, and former overpaid trade bust ($25.25 million over four years) guard Marko Jaric. (For what it’s worth, I loved the Jaric trade that brought him to Minnesota for no other reason than his capabilities in NBA Live 05’. I liked this trade so much that I purchased (aka “requested”) his jersey for Christmas...“Straight Cash Homey(dotnet)”!).

And finally; there is the “want” factor. Players “want” to play in Miami, L.A., Boston, New York, Dallas and Chicago. Other cities are less appealing. A locker room full of players that only “want” to play in the “big” markets can be a recipe for disaster. Being a fan of both the Chicago Bulls and Minnesota Timberwolves, I’ve had the luxury of being on both sides of the market spectrum. Entering the 08’ draft, many draft junkies projected that the Wolves were going to take Mayo with the 3rd pick. Rumor on the streets, however was that Mayo wanted no part of playing in Minnesota (For all of you Bucks fans out there this hits home a la Brandon Jennings) so Minnesota made the best of the situation and traded Mayo minutes after drafting him. Now you have a player in Kevin Love that may not have Minnesota on the top of his list, but is willing to embrace the opportunity presented to him.

Kevin Love has brought Timberwolves fans a sign of hope, or has he simply tainted our vision with his point and rebound stat line? Attending his last game completed with a double double (March 11th against the Utah Jazz) fans, including myself, were cheering after every single Love rebound as if he hit a half court shot. Love’s point and rebound stat line became more important than the score itself. When Love reached the double-double mark at the free throw line the crowd gave a standing ovation and headed for the exits. But wait, the Wolves were blowing the Jazz out of the water, which is about as rare as women giving George Costanza the “it’s not you, it’s me routine!"

The argument that his impressive streak is tainted is both preposterous and naïve. Are Blake Griffin’s dunks less impressive because the Clippers aren’t winning or is Deron Williams not a top three point guard because he’s a Net? Nope. Alright, so the Wolves haven’t been winning games, all the more reason why 53 consecutive double-doubles is astonishing because the opponent’s primary goal will be to stop Kevin Love since a victory is highly probable. The mental toughness it takes to go out each night and play at the top of your game on a team that has been out of playoff contention for some time warrants some appreciation.

Kevin Love isn’t going to make SportsCenter’s Top Ten Plays every night like Blake Griffin, but he does all of the little things that we as fans take for granted. Could hundreds of players jump higher and run faster than Love? The answer is undoubtedly “yes”, but how many actually produce what the 6’ 10” (with three inch heels) Love does? The answer is very few. Kevin Love may not play in New York or L.A and is certainly not a member of a “Big Three”, but is every bit of an asset to this league as any other NBA player.

Perhaps Minneapolis will open a new club in his honor, titled 30/30 club?

-Jordan

Friday, February 13, 2009

Back to the Future IV


"Alright, here's the pitch; we send Kevin Love, Luke Walton, Kevin Martin, Spencer Hawes, and Kosta Koufos back to the early 90s when they're playing bitty basketball. If they don't get back to the future before the Summer of 2010, they'll tear a hole in the space time continuum and LeBron James will decide to play bass for the recently reformed Limp Bizkit."

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

A Couple of Your Buddies Played Basketball Last Night

Last night, I went to the gym with my best friend. First we lifted some weights (back day), then we decided we'd play some basketball to get our cardio on. It was pretty fun.

Then your buddies showed up.


Your friend, Jeff? That guys sucks. He's got the most annoying voice on Earth and he would not shut up. Oh, and I'm pretty sure his elbows are made of razorwire. I don't know what his problem is, but he was throwing elbows at everyone. What a jerk. I mean, seriously, who plays basketball with gel in their hair?

Kevin seemed alright, except: a) line beard. You know I hate line beards, and b) holy cow is he sweaty. I kind of felt bad for him, it was really gross. But then I remembered his line beard and didn't feel quite as bad.

I think you need to tell your friends to chill out the next time they come to the gym. They were playing WAY harder than anyone else, and it was really getting on everybody's nerves. It's cool that they were trying to "take the competition up a notch," or whatever, but they were really lame. Jeff kept making these really inappropriate jokes then laughing to himself with this smug smile. It really weirded me out.

I don't mean to be a jerk, but if those guys don't relax, they're not welcome at X-Sport Fitness.

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

The Beautiful Mystery of Basketball


Kevin Love: Oh, it's so magical. I've never seen anything quite like it.

Andris Biedrins: Yah, ess vunderfawl. I like-a ze vay zat eet lukes. Vhat ees eet?

KL: Ha. Like I'm going to tell you. Idiot.

AB: Comes on, Kayvuhn. Jahst tell me. I promeice zat I vill not tell anyvahn.

KL: I don't trust foreigners.

AB: Kayvuhn, tell me. Tell Andris what zat magic ees. I have nayvor seen anyseeng like zit.

KL: Man, get your hands off me. The Love Doctor only sees female clients.

AB: But Kayvuhn, who can tell Andris vhat eet ees?

KL: Ask that drunk guy by your bench.


Don Nelson: OH SWEET CANDIED YAMS, THAT'S AMAZING! SOMEBODY GRAB ME A BREWSKI AND CHECK THIS THING OUT! BETTER YET, BRING LIKE NINE! I FEEL LIKE A KID AGAIN!

AB: Vhat a vaste.

Thursday, July 31, 2008

There's a Reason My Last Name's Love


Awwwww, yeah girl. I know what you’re thinkin’. You’re thinkin’, “that Kevin Love looks HOTT in that new Twolves jersey.” Well I got news for you, baby. KLove’s gonna make this jersey work.

I’ll come by later, wearing my jersey, singing “Business Time.” Cause you know when KLove gets down to business, it’s business time. Play your cards right and we might be talkin’ 2 am burritos at El Mex. If you’re lucky, I might let you wear this jersey, girl.

Haha, I’m just playin’. You know KLove ain’t givin’ up this jersey. Even your fine self can’t work this jersey like KLove.

The blue makes my eyes pop? You know what else is poppin’? Yeah, you do girl. I call it KBone. And that’s what I’m gonna do. Why don’t you come a little closer and I’ll show you why McHale didn’t need Mayo. That’s right, we’ll be talkin’ trades ALL NIGHT. Like you tradin’ your man for KLove.

You like the way I got this ball spinnin’? That’s just the start, baby. Let these fingers do their thing and KLove’ll do his. I’m talkin’ outlet passes to your front court. I’m talkin’ back door passes to your…well, your back door. I’m talkin’ you trimmin’ my linebeard. Don’t act like you haven’t thought about it. You won’t be the first and you certainly won’t be the last.

But, for real, girl. I’ll enroll you at UCLA. The University of Climax, Love Academy. And you know who the dean is? KLove. Don’t worry, your application has already been approved and I’ve got your grant right here.