Should Players Go Directly from High School to Play in the NBA?

December 13th, 2010

As the Cavaliers continue their descent into Dante’s ninth circle of hell, I thought it was best to detach myself from the frosty pain of getting annihilated by twenty points every game and talk about something different.

The Players Union wants the age restriction rule to be changed from 19 back to where it was prior to 2005: 18.

Though I have no problem with players wanting to come out of high school and make a living, I do believe there should be a massive salary limit to that player’s first year. Also, there should be incentives placed in NBA Contracts that would reward a player who actually does finish school.

This is if, truly, the NBA cares about the benefits of a good education.

Here are my two ideas.

1) The 18yr. old who comes out of high school directly to the NBA should be rewarded the equivalent salary of a four year scholarship at a public university. For example, if Kobe Bryant 2.0 goes to the NBA, he would be given a one-year contract at around 100,000 dollars, depending on the statistics the league goes by. Not a bad salary for what could be considered an ‘entry-level’ position. After that one year, the team would be free to re-negotiate a deal going by the standard rookie contract that exists today. That would be one hell of a raise.

Benefits: The player would be given a chance to manage their money better. Using only myself as an example, I knew nothing about money management when I was eighteen. You may not be able to buy your mother a new home yet, but you might be able to get everything in order so that, when you do get that ‘raise’, you’ll be much smarter than if you were simply handed a gigantic 3 million dollar contract.

2) This one to me seems the most important. A player’s salary should get a bump if they have a college degree. This should be the case in all sports. How much of a bump? Well, it would have to be somewhat substantial. Perhaps 250k to 500k a year. So, for example, since Tyler Hansborough finished his degree at North Carolina, he would have been given the standard rookie contract he is on now, plus that ‘graduate incentive’.

Of course, this deal would stand as long as the player is playing in the NBA. Various athletes have gone back to finish their degree while playing professionally. This would give players even more incentive to continue building their life AFTER basketball, because, let’s face it, we know too many stories of athletes who did not properly save their earnings, and, since they never finished their degree, don’t have a bright future ahead of them.

By implementing these two changes, I think the NBA would be showing the public that they care about education for their players. It would also blaze a trail, and perhaps the MLB could do this as well.

After all, one of the reasons why the ’18yr old. rule’ was changed was so athletes would get a taste of the collegiate experience. What better way to support that then to reward them with a bigger contract for obtaining a degree?

What We Learned…

December 3rd, 2010

After a 118-90 beatdown by their former hero, I can only say that I learned a lot about how the Cavs players felt, and are still feeling about Lebron. Confused.

As for the Cavs fans? Awesome. I remember booing Michael Jordan during our Price/Nance/Daugherty years. I remember how fans truly despised Michael Jordan, yet respected him at the same time. They were respectful boos. This was an earthquake compared to that. I’m sick of commenters on other sites blindly saying get over it. Cleveland fans are insanely loyal. Think about it this way. Is it true that, almost every year, besides a random successful season, our professional sports team are average or below average? Yet they remain in Cleveland. We have all three professional sports, and if our fans were like the ones down in Miami, where a suntan is more important than screaming yourself hoarse, those sports would have been gone by now.

Let’s get down to some practicalities. We need size. We play like the Golden State Warriors of the Eastern Conference at times. Not one Cavalier, except Gibson, understood that, even if they weren’t ‘feeling’ it because of confused emotions, they needed to show heart, passion, hustle, and toughness on a night where, for the first time all season, we were on national television.

Cavs players must understand. You cannot play like victims. The NBA is an assassin’s league, conquered by superstars whose fathers pushed and pushed and pushed them to never settle for anything but number one with a bullet.

Cavs players…did you not see how much power you can get from the Cleveland crowd? Tonight? That was a crowd. After today’s 2nd half surrender, here is your new goal. Make the playoffs, and rewrite how you played against an ex-friend. I don’t want to remember this game as the Lebron Came Back And Showed How Little Talent He Had Game. I want this team again, in the playoffs.

You are going to have to trust B. Scott’s decisions. And Coach? You are going to have to get creative this year if you want to reach 40 wins. My suggestion? Create two dangerous 5-man units. Two cores that are interchangeable, yet unpredictable. You are already doing it as of now. You are saving all of your firepower for the bench. Gibson and Jamison on the bench? We’re 7-11!  But I get what you’re trying to do. You want to create mismatches. The strategy works at times. It surprised the Celtics once, and you’ll get a few more down the road, but there is going to have to be an upgrade of some kind in the starting five.

Here’s my two lineups.

1) Mo Williams, AV, J.J., Leon Powe (for some size), and Jamison playing the two guard.

2) Gibson, Parker, Hollins, Moon, Sessions (hugely undersized, but if they play as a unit and have an up-tempo, they can grow into a threat much like last years Sun’s did with Dragic and Dudley)

Personally, I think Scott is still experimenting with his lineup. And I can now start to see why his 1st year records with teams are not that good. He does his research. But if he wants any chance at saving this season, there needs to be some kind of organization, some kind of player assurance. (You’re with the 2nd and 4th quarter team. You’ll get the floor at the start of those quarters, no matter what)

Nevertheless, I still think we’re going to be fine. All we need to do is not believe what everyone else is saying. The draft is not the answer. I repeat!!!!!! The draft is not the answer! We’ve got picks galore. Worry about that stuff when it comes, because right now, we have a fan base’s dignity on the line right now, and tonight was humiliating.

Life at .500

November 8th, 2010

The Byron Scott-led Cleveland Cavaliers this year are, at least for me, more exciting than any team LBJ/Mike Brown led. They move the ball more than ever. They move, more than ever. So many times in the last few seasons the 4th quarter has become nothing more than isolation, isolation, isolation. The talents of this team have been smothered for years…think about that…years!

All the analysts who predicted the Cavaliers would only 20-30 games were tricked by how dominating Lebron was. He controlled the ball for at least half of the 24 seconds, every single game. Jump shooters stood on the wing like gargoyles, waiting ever so desperately for the chance to participate. Hickson and Varejao made random cuts to the middle, just in case Lebron decided to pass. And Mo? Well…

Mo Williams, you are a free man! You can now take control of this team the way you’ve always wanted.

Daniel Gibson…you are free to be the Dell Curry of this generation.

J.J. Hickson. Congratulations! You will no longer be publicly chastised by Lebron for being ‘inexperienced’ or forgetting to do something. You are a man.

Anderson Varejao! You now have starter’s minutes and the chance to finally average a double-double. Don’t even think about leaving to become a bench guy for a contending team. This is your season to finally prove yourself.

Ramon Sessions! You are new, but can you please be the speed/tone-setter. By that I mean more like a Rondo guard. No shooting, only tempo, and sharp passes. I see your talent…your role is crystallizing.

Other players to be discussed later…

Will we float around .500 most of the year? Perhaps. Put yourself in this team’s shoes. Most of these players have been living under a shadow for three years. Most of these players are trying to remember what made them so good ‘individually’ in the first place. Most of these players are still trying to fathom shooting more than 8 times in one game.

It’s going to get better. The third quarter is going to get better. Halftime is mentally kicking their ass.  My belief is that this team plays best when it plays on instinct. And when they get back into that locker room, high from ‘mattering’, high from being useful, they come back to reality.

This team is only going to improve. And I got to tell you, if they can sneak into the playoffs and play that ‘beloved’ Heat team, I wouldn’t be surprised if something miraculous happens, because when it comes down to it, Byron Scott is a chemistry coach, and he’s got a group of guys who have played together, yet never really gotten a chance to show each other what they’re made of. By the end of this season, the chemistry will be set, and it will be better than that Heat squad.

Buckle up.

Innocence and Experience (1970-1983)

August 1st, 2010

In 1970, after Bill Nichols broke the story that Cleveland had landed a professional basketball team, the Cleveland Plain Dealer held a write-in contest to name the new NBA franchise coming to town. After 11,000 possible nicknames (I.E., Presidents, the Jays…) the winner, Jay Tomko, whose son Brett would later pitch in the MLB for about twenty-six teams, came up with “Cavaliers”. The city of Cleveland did not have an existing population of Cavaliers, just like Utah does not have a famous Jazz scene, but the name stuck.

Similar to almost every professional team’s first season, the Cavaliers were profoundly awful. Led by expansion draft pick-ups Bobby ‘Bingo’ Smith, John Johnson (the Cleveland Cavaliers first All-Star), and Walt Wesley, the Cavaliers managed a 15-67 season under new coach Bill Fitch. They did their best to fit in with the rest of the big boys. The next season brought top-draft pick Austin Carr, who got injured halfway through the season, but the team still managed to get up to 23-59, and then the next season to 32-50, led by some guy named Lenny Wilkens, who averaged around twenty points and eight assists.

By 1974, the Cleveland Arena was crumbling and lacked size, so owner Nick Milleti called for the plans of a new arena, the Richfield Coliseum, which was built thirty miles south next to a farmer named Doug…or thirty miles south of Cleveland, and closer in fact to Akron. Perhaps in part to the isolated location, the Cavaliers had their best season yet, winning forty games. The following year (1975-1976) was the ‘Miracle of Richfield’…

If you’re ever fortunate enough to run into a Cavaliers fan who experienced this immortal playoff series against a stacked Washington Bullets team, you should cancel everything you’re doing and buy the fan a beer. For seven games, the two teams went at each other’s throats, with three games being decided at the buzzer. The Cavaliers prevailed 4-3, and would later lose to the eventual NBA champion Boston Celtics, but not after making a case for turning in one of the most unselfish basketball teams in the history of the NBA. No player on that Miracle of Richfield team (Jim Chones, Bingo Smith, Campy Russell) averaged more than sixteen points a game, and, from what I’ve been able to find, not one player made the All-Star Team. This from a team who won 49 games and took two games from Dave Cowens and the Celtics.

The Miracle of Richfield was the first great moment in Cleveland Cavaliers History. After that season, Cleveland fans thought the sky was the limit. But that heavenly series turned out to be the farthest the team would go for the next ten years.

In 1980, Ted Stepien bought the team and managed to almost systemically destroy it. In a short span of three years, Stepien attempted to rename the team the ‘Ohio Cavaliers’ (so they could play their home games in other cities to boost revenue), allegedly tried to start a polka fight song, and traded away enough first-round draft picks that a Stepien Rule was put into effect so teams would not be able to trade first-round draft picks in consecutive years. The Cavaliers ended up winning a total of 66 games in the three years Stepien owned the team, which, if you’ll recall, is the exact number the 2008-2009 Cavaliers won in one season.

Luckily for all of us, in 1983, Stepien met a man by the name of Gordon Gund, and handed over the team for twenty million dollars (after threatening to move the team to Toronto). Gordon and his brother George saved the Cleveland Cavaliers.

What About This Idea?

July 21st, 2010

Think about this starting five…

Mo Williams, Allen Iverson, Tracy McGrady, Antawn Jamison, Shaquille O’Neal (with J.J. splitting the time so they can run small ball. )

Look, I know what you’re thinking. They’re washed up. They’ve got nothing left. Iverson, McGrady, and Shaq can’t play together. All of them want the ball all the time.

I could see the vets yucking it up. I could see Shaq make jokes: “We’re the Geriatric Trio.” But I could see them playing with absolute purpose, knowing full well the idea of compromise. Think about it. Iverson has his stats. He wants respect. McGrady has shown his skills. He wants respect, and a playoff series win. Shaq, with each season, wants to prove over and over again that he can still dominate the big men in the league. Do you see him absolutely destroying the Heat center….(sorry, Z…or anyone else they put in there). Don’t you see Miami even having Bosh come over for a double team?)

This could happen right now.

This coming season is unlike any other. The Cavaliers have a unique opportunity to pick up fans in a new way. Lebron stuck it to us on national television. The nation is waiting to see how we’ll react. I know all the practical thinkers out there are saying blow up the team, it’s time to rebuild. We don’t want 94-02 again, with the forty win seasons and the numbing mediocrity.

I understand that angle, but this coming season is very important, not only for the city of Cleveland, but for the people and the players watching how we attract what could be a new level of popularity.

We CANNOT blow up this team up.

Signing these star veterans would be looked at instantly as some kind of act of desperation, a way of sticking it to Lebron. But Iverson, Shaq, and McGrady are too angry and proud to simply fall down and die. We are in a perfect opportunity to sign them to short-term deals, something we are trying to do, if or when we do indeed have to rebuild.

Sign them all to one-year deals.  Give them as much money as you can, which will probably be more than any other team.  Give them a chance to repair or reignite their image, and give the Cavaliers a chance to show other players in the league that Cleveland is one incredible place to play.

Sports is supposed to be entertainment, folks! Not a series of practical decisions meant to steadily improve a small-market team.

This is a great time to put on a show, to steal some of the thunder from Miami, to create a one-year rivalry, pitting age and experience against talent and hubris. Will we win? Perhaps…Perhaps not…but it’s how we fight that respect is gained.

And we have a coach with the determination and vision to fit all the pieces together. Would Shaq slow down the offense? Possibly, but he’ll be playing 20-25 minutes a game, whereas we have J.J. to create what could be (through practice, compromise, and one helluva of a collaborative rebounding effort) one of the flashiest starting fives in recent years.

Chemistry is not something someone can predict accurately. But what you can’t do is hold these star’s pasts against them. They want to win. They want to be relevant again. Let them try it together, with a team surrounded by players with playoff experience and, perhaps most of all, a chip on their shoulders. Let them try to inspire a fan base with revenge on their minds. Is that emotion not the exact same thing they (A.I., T-Mac, and Shaq) are feeling? Don’t they want to prove everyone wrong? Doesn’t this Cavaliers team want to prove that they can win without Lebron? Doesn’t Byron Scott want to prove that he can win a championship?

The pieces are all in place. All it takes is a call to their agents. Call them, Dan Gilbert. Give them whatever’s left, and let this team duke it out and give everything it has. When it’s over, then…well, you’ll be where you are now, which is probably where you’ll be next year too. What do we have left? We need this year. We’re in the same conference as the Magic, the Heat, the fountain of youth Celtics. This is our chance to push the fight back at everyone else. When in our history has there ever been opportunity quite like this?





 

Cleveland Cavaliers History

Innocence and Experience
(1970-1983)

In 1970, after Bill Nichols broke the story that Cleveland had landed a professional basketball team, the Cleveland Plain Dealer held a write-in contest to name the new NBA franchise coming to town. After 11,000 possible nicknames (I.E., Presidents, the Jays…) the winner, Jay Tomko, whose son Brett would later pitch in the MLB for about twenty-six teams, came up with “Cavaliers”. The city of Cleveland did not have an existing population of Cavaliers, just like Utah does not have a famous Jazz scene, but the name stuck.

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Celebrations Dipped in Heartbreak
(1983-1994)

In an attempt to distance himself from the Stepien demolition, Gund changed the colors of the team to orange and blue, and, in honor of his muscular legs (or to be more fan-friendly) shortened the Cavaliers to Cavs on their uniform. It’s the equivalent of John Irving selling out and writing a cozy mystery novel, but the fans appreciated it. After being alienated for years, they started to come back. Plus, the Cavs had added an acrobatic player by the name of World B. Free, a consistent 22 ppg wizard with a ball.

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The Dark Chasm of Despair
(1994-2003)

Perhaps it was the new innovations of graphic design on personal computers, but the Cavs chose what many Clevelanders believe to be the ugliest uniform in the history of professional sports to start their new season. And they also chose to leave behind the backwoods of Northeast Ohio and the Richfield Coliseum to play in what would be called Gund Arena (not to be mistaken for a Godzilla nemesis). There, fans were treated to an electrically bright blue court, new pyrotechnics, and the slowest basketball team to ever crawl up and down a court.

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