Author: Britt Robson

  • Thumbnail Sketch: Wolves 2007-08 Season Preview

    The Minnesota Timberwolves traded one of the ten best players in the NBA, along with the rest of their starting lineup. They retained a coach who went 12-30 in the second half of last season, and a general manager who has become the default scapegoat–and not without reason–for anyone with even a passing acquaintance with the club’s recent misfortunes. They unloaded salary at a startling pace, and piled up a team-and-a-half’s worth of callow personnel.

    It was their best off-season in four years.

    This doesn’t automatically mean that the Wolves are "turning it around," however. This could be a redux of the Atlanta Hawks or the LA Clippers of yore, teams that had a cupboard full of promising young talent that never managed to gel and synergize during their time with the ballclub, resulting in churning disappointments year after year that sapped the spirit of the fan base. All the Wolves have done thus far is swap out the fading marquee value of a singular talent and magnetic personality who had inexplicably worn out his welcome after a dozen seasons and replace it with youth and hope.

    There has been a torrid trend toward revisionism, borne in part from comments by owner Glen Taylor and in part from comments and actions by superstar Kevin Garnett, that have already begun to besmirch KG’s legacy here in town, in terms of his value and character on and off the court. At some point this season I will finally organize a decent paean to the best player this franchise is likely ever to employ in my lifetime, but for now, suffice to say, losing Garnett is an enormous blow to the base quality of hoops that will be played in these parts over the next couple of years, minimum. It will be fun to don the rose-colored glasses and emblazon the tiny thrill of each inspired performance by the young’uns into an imagined tapestry of teamwork worthy of championship contention in the hopefully not too distant future. But let’s not let our excitement deceive us into imagining that the 2007-08 Wolves are better ballclub than last year’s version. Because they won’t be.

    Okay, enough hall monitor lectures. It seems pretty silly to make grand pronouncements, or even assay any detailed analysis about this edition of the Wolves, given the paucity of information we have on how this ballclub will be operated. It is an unusual circumstance. Nobody knows how the substitution rotations will evolve, how often each side will win in the tug-of-war between long-term and short-term priorities, the impact of vague but ominous existing injuries, and the capabilities of the coach and front office to follow through on their announced blueprint.

    For better and for worse, it is a very clean slate. Consequently, here is my necessarily uneducated take on the team, based as much on intuition as observation, and delivered in a scattershot series of bullet points.

    * A frontcourt of Ratliff, Jefferson, and Gomes has the potential to be immediately above-average defensively. The backcourt is less certain in that realm. Coach Wittman raves about Telfair’s defensive quickness, and I guess we’ll see, beginning with Iverson tonight, if that’s stroking the confidence of a player thrown into the breach, or a sincere endorsement. A "stress reaction" in the knee would seem to be most injurious to the responsive twists and stop-starts a defender must execute, so Randy Foye is likewise a question mark. Marko Jaric simply can’t stay with the quickest top half (three-fifths? four-fifths?) of the point guards in this league. And while he is certainly adequate defending most point guards, don’t believe the hype about Greg Buckner being able to run an offense for any length of time in the regular season.

     

    *At the other guard, I was surprised at how Corey Brewer looked to be physically a man among boys in the NCAA, and yet not bulky enough for muscular two-guard of the NBA, a suspicion partially borne out by his play in the preseason. Brewer has the desire and the fundamentals to be a quality defender. He just lacks the experience–on the court and in the weight room–to deliver on those virtues. Rashad McCants can be sneaky good on defense due to his long arms and pretty sound gambler’s mentality on how to guard people, but his commitment to consistency on D is still not a given; ditto his ability to rotate effectively. All that said, the Wolves have the potential to be a sound defensive team before the end of the calendar year.

    * Offensively, it is going to be a long year. Wittman said early in training camp that he wants to run, but let’s get serious. Running in the NBA circa 2007 means Phoenix, Golden State, Denver, Dallas… It means having a big man who owns the boards and can snap off the outlet pass, and a plethora of smart, athletic middle men who can press the issue in transition and make the right assist pass, and a bevy of guys who love to run, who have good hands and are adept at finishing on the fly. The current Wolves roster has fewer of these components than Minnesota teams from the previous five or six seasons. Running with this ballclub will be a high reward, higher risk endeavor, providing some nice highlights and twice as many groans.

    * Instead, the offense should–and will–revolve around Al Jefferson. Big Al was the team’s best go-to option even before he became the de facto future of the franchise with his current contract. It is the style of play long coveted and highly endorsed by personnel man Kevin McHale, and it will draw sufficient double-teams and other responses from opposing defenses to free up the likes of Gomes, McCants, Brewer, Foye, Craig Smith and even Ratliff to capitalize on weakside put-backs. Wittman has preached the Wolves will hit the offensive glass, and if it isn’t more cool-sounding lip service, it could be the best source of Minnsota’s offense behind Jefferson.

    * Because who is the deadeye shooter in the backcourt? For all his defensive improvment last season, McCants did not progress on the caliber of his treys or his penetration, both of which remain questionable against quality defenses. Randy Foye’s best offensive weapon–penetration–is jeopardized by his knee woes, and in any case, defenses are going to make Foye prove he can hit a midrange jumper with regularity this season; otherwise, Al Jefferson will have Foye’s man in his lap down low. Corey Brewer? Whispers about his ability to stick the jumper coming out of college haven’t diminished during the preseason. Gerald Green? Great hops, but he makes Mike James look like Larry Bird when it comes to shot selection. Gomes can score, but you don’t want that to be his priority. Telfair? No, the idea is to put the reins on his jumper. And we know about Marko Jaric’s woes from outside. Once again, Greg Buckner moves from supposed afterthought to increasingly viable option once you exhaust the other possibilities. But the more Buckner plays, the more you sacrifice long term growth for short term gain.

    *Meanwhile, in addition to Jefferson, Craig Smith has a knack for getting the ball in the hoop. And Michael Doleac could very well prove to be a pleasant surprise for this ballclub–the guy is slow but dogged and, to the prevailing point here, has made a career out of sticking midrange jumpers when opponents double-cover his more talented teammates. Bottom line, expect a higher percentage of points in the paint from this season’s ballclub than any other team in Wolves history.

    * What about Antoine Walker? One major point in his favor is the support of Jefferson, who embraced ‘Toine’s arrival more sincerely than any other Wolf when the Miami trade was announced (and not just because he was happy to see Blount and Davis go). And if Walker decides to transform himself into a mentor, get himself in shape, and accept limited minutes, he could really help the Wolves. Yeah, the odds of that happening are 10-20 percent. And the Wolves already have most of Walker’s niche covered by Gomes. But if Walker wants to be Gomes’s mentor/caddy, and perhaps be a microwave off the bench, th
    ere’s no harm there. The problem is only if Walker plays enough to merit more minutes, and can’t understand (or accept) why he isn’t getting them. Of course the more likely problem is that Walker doesn’t get in shape, doesn’t want to be a mentor, and won’t accept limited minutes even then. The first scenario–an effective, motivated, Walker– is a nice problem to have. The second, more likely one, should land him in street clothes or with DNP-CDs until he’s traded or comes around.

    * Walker is one of three wild cards on the Wolves’ potential upside this season. The biggest is the health and performance of Randy Foye. Anyone who watches Brandon Roy become a de facto point guard for Portland at crunchtime of close games has to wince at the draft day swap that brought Foye here. To justify what currently seems like a bone-headed move, Foye needs to demonstrate that he can distribute the ball well enough to galvanize the offense beyond dumping the ball into Jeff and then banging the glass for follow-ups. He needs to develop his own midrange so that defenses don’t take away the trey and the penetration, his two decent weapons, when he’s the go-to option at crunchtime.

    *The third wild card is Theo Ratliff. Of all the players on the roster, Ratliff presents the most difficult choice between long-term and short-term. If he is healthy enough and otherwise capable enough to emulate his preseason performance over the course of an entire season, and can handle being bumped up to 30-35 minutes a game against certain matchups, the Wolves might be able to win 30 games. But then what? How much, if anything, does Minnesota want to pay a then-35 year old Ratliff with a long history of back problems? And for how long? The chances of Ratliff first being healthy and second being with the squad next year and beyond are very very slim. But man will it be tempting to let him patrol the paint and generate some momentum for this collection of pups, at least for the first two or three months of the season. And then it is too late to yank him, unless it is to trade him, and Taylor isn’t letting go of his $11 million expiration chip.

    * The season starts in just a few hours. I believe the Wolves will win between 20-25 games, although it could go as low as 14 and as high as 35, what with all the unknown factors surrounding this club. More to the point, I think there will be reason for hope again next season; that the 2008-09 Timberwolves will be starting from a place that is a step or two beyond scratch. And I think at least four or five players will be around longer than Wittman and McHale for this franchise. That too is a sign of hope.

  • 2007-08 NBA Crystal Ball

    EASTERN CONFERENCE

    Atlantic Division

    1. Boston Celtics (1st Playoff seed)

    Why: Three yeoman stars all accoustomed to carrying the load. A pair
    of role starters, Perkins and Rondo, who are better than advertised.
    Glue guys for points (House) and defense (Posey) off the bench.

    Worries: Mediocre coach, Ray Allen’s ankles.

    Overrated: The plus-30 ages of the troika of stars.

    Underrated: The amount of fun Celtic fans are going to have watching
    three long-suffering stars and a pair burgeoning young talents come
    together.

    Wild Card: Can Tony Allen back up Rondo at the point?

    2. Toronto Raptors (6)

    Why: Beneath the radar synergy of unsung United Nations crew. Great depth. Capable coach still learning and improving.

    Worries: Flash in the pan overachievers leads to mediocrity for one star team, league figures out tendency of newfangled Euros.

    Overrated: Nothing. How Canadian.

    Underrated: Bosh’s consistency, Calderon’s grit as backup point guard.

    Wild card: Bargnani–breakout season or just steady improvement?

    3. New Jersey Nets (7)

    Why: Aging stars, lopsided roster, not enough talent in the paint. Sense time has passed before it ever really arrived.

    Worries: Is a healthy Krstic a zero-sum game versus last year’s
    Mikki Moore surprise? Jefferson’s post-injury hops, Carter’s
    post-contract attitude.

    Overrated: Vince Carter, tin plated golden boy.

    Underrated: Kidd’s 8.2 rebounds per game.

    Wild Card: Jamaal Magloire, in the perfect situation to prove he’s not washed up.

    4. New York Knicks (13)

    Why: The roster is still mashed potatoes, pickles and ice cream.
    From Dolan through Isiah down to Nate Robinson, too much bullshit, not
    enough glue.

    Worries: Eddy Curry and Zach Randolph? Are you shitting me? Jamal
    Crawford and Stefon Marbury? Who’s the level-headed guy, Quinton
    Richardson?

    Underrated: David Lee, the patience of Knicks fans.

    Overrated: Marbury’s selfishness, Robinson’s long term value.

    Wild Card: How long can Curry and Randolph peacefully, if not productively, co-exist?

    5. Philadelphia 76ers (15)

    Why: Way too inexperienced, with not enough talent.

    Worries: Is Iguodala merely a poor man’s Iverson in more ways than one, dominating the ball while nobody else develops?

    Overrated: The once stellar defense of Samuel Dalembert, the endurance of Reggie Evans playing starter’s minutes.

    Underrated: Kyle Korver, more than just a great gunner.

    Wild Card: Louis Williams eventually taking over for Andre Miller at the point; the potential breakout of Willie Green.

    Central Division

    1. Chicago Bulls (2)

    Why: Great young nucleus gels another year, both sides know what to expect in the Big Ben situation.

    Worries: Ben Gordon doesn’t cede to Luol Deng in pecking order; Noah
    flops behind Wallace; Skiles wears out welcome in year five, Nocioni’s
    mental makeup, post playoff collapse.

    Overrated: Wallace’s defense as senior citizen, without ‘Sheed.

    Underrated: Hinrich’s jumper, Sefolosha’s defense.

    Wild Card: Ty Thomas, breakout or yo yo round two?

    2. Detroit Pistons (3)

    Why: Flip Saunders is a regular season wizard; Jason Maxiell is ready for prime time, Billups on a mission.

    Worries: Age; McDyess or foul-prone ‘Sheed in the pivot; Tayshaun
    Prince’s mental makeup, post playoff bricklaying; the tread of Rip
    Hamilton’s tires.

    Overrated: Billups, who is very good but not great.

    Underrated: Hamilton’s defense, Wallace’s defense, new pickup Jarvis Hayes, who shouldn’t be buried on the bench.

    Wild Card: A healthy McDyess for an entire season

    3. Cleveland Cavs (5)

    Why: No more ambushes, a dreadful offense, contract snits with
    Varejao and Pavlovik, versus King James being another year better.

    Worries: Z’s motor, Hughes’s fragility, LeBron’s loyalty.

    Overrated: Drew Gooden

    Underrated: Coach Mike Brown

    Wild Card: Daniel Gibson

    4. Milwaukee Bucks (9)

    Why: Weird team with no identity, wasted two years with hapless
    Terry Stotts. Bogut and Villanueva could boom or bust; ditto Yi who
    won’t boom for at least a year or two.

    Worries: Villanueva’s injuries, Michael Redd’s horrible horrible
    defense, having to play Yi before he’s ready to keep him happy.

    Overrated: Desmond Mason and Bobby Simmons–mediocre, not good.

    Underrated: Point guard Mo Williams; worth every penny of that fat deal.

    Wild Card: Bogut and Williams seizing the reins, Redd letting them.

    5. Indiana Pacers (14)

    Why: Tinsley and O’Neal already over the hill; the grotesque Golden State trade; a miniaturized Marquis Daniels.

    Worries: A slew of bad contracts makes rebuilding impossible; O’Neal demands trade; Tinsley packs it in; free fall accelerates.

    Overrated: Mike Dunleavy’s potential.

    Underrated: Jeff Foster’s grit and savvy.

    Wild Card: Danny Granger as this year’s Kevin Martin.

    Southeast Division

    1. Washington Wizards (4)

    Why: Gilbert Arenas, a kinder, gentler, funnier Kobe. An underrated bench. Better defense led by DeShawn Steverson.

    Worries: Soft in the paint without Etan Thomas. Arenas emulates the bad Kobe, Jamison starts his decline.

    Overrated: Jamison’s glue-guy capability.

    Underrated: Antonio Daniels and Andray Blatche off the bench.

    Wild Cards: The health of Darius Songalia; the emergence of rook Nick Young.

    2. Miami Heat (8)

    Why: Too much throttle from Pat Riley, not enough gas on the roster. Shaq old; Wade dinged.

    Worries: Shaq old; Wade dinged, Ricky Davis and Jason Williams playing for new contracts.

    Overrated: Pat Riley with a team of average talent.

    Underrated: The pounding Shaq had endured.

    Wild Card: Wade sucks it up, reprises Superman show down the stretch.

    3. Orlando Magic (10)

    Why: One reason: Dwight Howard. Rashard Lewis is overpaid and a
    slight push over departed Grant Hill. Everyone in the starting lineup
    besides Howard is an outside shooter. He’ll be the biggest one man team
    this side of Cleveland.

    Worries: Lewis presses to justify ridiculous contract; JJ Redick continues to be fool’s gold.

    Overrated: The impact of Lewis.

    Underrated: New coach Stan Gundy; hustling glue guy Trevor Azia.

    Wild Card: Redic and Hedo Turkoglu stretching defenses away from Howard and Lewis.

    4. Charlotte Bobcats (11)

    Why: Team on rise, especially backcourt of Felton and J-Rich. Injuries to May and Morrison are costly.

    Worries: Crushed in paint as Okafor hits ceiling and Brezec too slow; Felton’s D fades; Richardson’s scoring disrupts chemistry.

    Overrated: Okafor’s post presence.

    Underrated: Felton’s distribution at the point.

    Wild Card: New coach Sam Vincent.

    5. Atlanta Hawks (12)

    Why: Loads of potential could yield 20 or 40 wins. Pruning roster for quality vet or two would help.

    Worries: Nobody sorts a pecking order; bickering, immaturity and indecision reign.

    Overrated: Josh Smith, not as good as his numbers.

    Underrated: Joe Johnson and Al Horford; a nice place to start.

    Wild Card: Lightning strikes and winning becomes contagious. Marvin Williams finally lives up to the hype.

    WESTERN CONFERENCE

    Southwest Division

    1. Dallas Mavericks (3)

    Why: Nothing to prove in the regular season will affect their record
    some, but Trenton Hassell and Eddie Jones give them depth with
    perimeter defense that an aging Jason Terry can’t provide in the
    postseason. Diop over the injured Dampier right from the jump is
    another playoff prep bonus. Ditto the acquisition of banger Brandon
    Bass.

    Worries: Nowitzki fails the do-or-die leadership test a third
    straight time; the aging of Stack and Terry; the recovery of Dampier
    from shoulder surgery.

    Overrated: Nowitzki’s "improvement" the last two years.

    Underrated: Stackhouse’s ability to get to the line.

    Wild Card: Their blood pressure in the postseason. From Cuban to
    Avery to Dirk and on down, they are wound pretty tight for a team that
    got undressed by an 8 seed last season.

    San Antonio Spurs (4)

    Why: Another team that will bide its time. Oberto is now settled in
    the pivot; Ginobili is the NBA’s premiere sidekick; Duncan the best big
    man; Parker should keep improving, especially on defense.

    Worries: A lot of rugged minutes begin wearing down Bowen; Duncan gets hurt; the jinx of even-numbered playoff years.

    Overrated: Their bench; thinner than the Celtics’

    Underrated: Gregg Popovich, the best in the game today.

    Wild Card: Age. This is an old team that plays smashmouth defense deep into every season.

    3. New Orleans Hornets (6)

    Why: The classic leap forward after the step back. Chandler and West
    are beasts in the paint, Paul excels at the drive and kick to Peja and
    MoPete. Bobby Jackson, Rasual Butler, Hilton Armstrong and the rook
    Julian Wright are nice bench pieces.

    Worries: Peja’s health, Jackson’s wear and tear.

    Overrated: Peja’s importance.

    Underrated: Tyson Chandler, coach Byron Scott.

    Wild Card: How much will, or can, New Orleans embrace this emerging team?

    4. Houston Rockets (7)

    Why: For better or worse, Yao, T-Mac and now hot Argentinian rookie power forward Luis Scola.

    Worries: A team seemingly built for defense (Yao, Battier) couldn’t
    win for Van Gundy and is a mismatch for new coach Rick Adelman; Rafel
    Alston is not a championship point guard.

    Overrated: Yao and T-Mac–dynamic duo with zip playoff series wins.

    Underrated: Ever-ready battery Chuck Hayes at power forward; sharpshooter Luther Head off the bench.

    Wild Cards: Scola obviously, who might be the galvanizing third star
    piece or a notorious bust. And Adelman: Will he really plant Yao and
    Mutumbo in the high post?

    5. Memphis Grizzlies (11)

    Why: They’ve got a clue, are stockpiling talent, would be a playoff
    team in the East. Rudy Gay and Hakim Warrick are going to be better,
    Juan Carlos Navarro is a Spur-like foreign gem. Mike Miller will
    flourish in new coach Iavaroni’s up-and-down game.

    Worries: The collective basketball IQs of Stromile Swift and Darko
    Milicic beside Pau Gausol at center; the readiness of rook Mike Conley
    or pro-soph Kyle Lowry to supplant Stoudamire at the point.

    Overrated: Darko’s upside.

    Underrated: Mike Miller

    Wild Cards: Navarro, Conley/Lowry.

    Pacific Division

    1. Phoenix Suns (2)

    Why: The way they play is too much fun for distractions about
    Marion’s contract and trade demands. Acquiring Grant Hill will get Nash
    some rest. The franchise knows this year is their best, probably last,
    shot at a ring with this crew.

    Worries: Amare, Nash, Hill–How many crucial injury risks can they dodge? Who replaces Kurt Thomas: Brian Skinner? Sean Marks?

    Overrated: Amare’s post-microfracture strength and quickness.

    Underrated: Boris Diaw, who needs to be worked back into the mix.

    Wild Card: Hill, who might be the final ingredient or remain an injury-prone tease.

    2. Golden State (9)

    Why: Because the frothy fun of the playoffs isn’t there in
    mid-winter. Relying on Baron Davis and Stephen Jackson is an oxymoron.

    Worries: Davis’s body, Jackson’s head; the sustainability of Monta
    Ellis and Matt Barnes after their breakout years; defending the paint.

    Overrated: NellyBall

    Underrated: Mickael Pietrus, the upside of Andris Biedrins.

    Wild Card: The whole team is a wild card, but let’s say Baron, who could be a top-10 MVP candidate or a gimpy, glorified gunner.

    3. Los Angeles Lakers (10) w/Kobe

    Why: Bickering principals accustomed to championships. Some strong talent but a psychological mess.

    Worries: Ah, the distraction of whether or not to trade Kobe; Phil Jackson’s stale Zen; Odom’s health; Bynum’s confidence.

    Overrated: Kobe Bryant as "the best player in the game."

    Underrated: Luke Walton, Bynum.

    Wild Card: The volatile Kobe deciding to be a team player out of spite.

    4. Los Angeles Clippers (14)

    Why: Injuries to Brand and Livingstone are deadly, leaving Maggette, Cassell and Mobley to "sort it out."

    Worries: A team ripe for implosion does just that; Mike Dunleavy
    becoming the second coach to be choked by a player in NBA history.

    Overrated: Al Thornton as trendy ROY; Tim Thomas.

    Underrated: Ruben Patterson, a bad actor off the court but fabulous glue and dirty work on it.

    Wild Cards: Chris Kamen rediscovering his game; Brevin Knight allowed to be the balm in the backcourt.

    5. Sacramento Kings (15)

    Why: Bibby and Artest are two very different kinds of toxins.
    Shareef and Brad Miller are toast, Kevin Martin is all stats, and
    Reggie Theus is the coach? Potentially the most tragicomical squad in
    the league; when do they sign Flava Flav?

    Worries: Being barred from moving to Vegas.

    Overrated: Bibby, Martin, the size of Mikki Moore’s contract.

    Underrated: Quiet pro Kenny Thomas.

    Wild Card: Insert Artest joke here.

    Northwest Division

    1. Denver Nuggets (1)

    Why: Because unlike the other contenders, the regular season
    matters. Melo, AI and Camby rival the troika in Boston and San Antonio;
    Nene, Najera, Kleiza, Stephen Hunter and maybe K-Mart can bring the
    beef. Chucky Atkins as an upgrade over Steve Blake at the point.

    Worries: Camby’s health; the warranty on coach George Karl’s effectiveness; regulating the glory of AI.

    Overrated: JR Smith, who’s not worth the trouble.

    Underrated: Camby, a genuine game-changer when healthy; Linas Kleiza, who needs some burn.

    Wild Card: Kenyon Martin, whose return to form would make the Nugs a legit co-favorite with San Antonio in the postseason.

    2. Utah Jazz (5)

    Why: Deron Williams another year closer to being league’s best point
    guard; Boozer/Okur matchup quandary; Sloan a salty master with a couple
    years left; Millsap, Ronnie Brewer and rook Almond emerge as key pieces
    for depth.

    Worries: Kirilenko/Sloan contretemps continues to bring out the
    worst in both of them; Okur stops complementing his treys with inside
    energy; sans Derek Fisher, the dropoff from D-Ron is precipitous at the
    point.

    Overrated: Okur and Boozer, who need the other to be effective.

    Underrated: Millsap, a real beast in the making.

    Wild Card: Almond’s ability to be a better Gordan Giricek.

    3. Portland Trailblazers (8)

    Why: The long, slow rebuilding comes to fruition even without Oden.
    Aldridge and Roy are studs in the making, Przy an ideal complementary
    shotblocker down low; Webster and Outlaw a pair of dynamic swingmen;
    Steve Blake and Channing Frye good glue. And Zach Randolph is gone.

    Worries: Jarrett Jack isn’t the answer at the point, and Blake and
    rook Taurean Green can’t pick up the slack. Outlaw and Webster still
    aren’t ready.

    Overrated: The impact of Oden’s injury, especially if Przybilla can stay healthy.

    Underrated: Nate McMillan’s influence, especially with Randolph and Darius Miles out of the picture.

    Wild Card: Roy’s ability to be the de facto point guard.

    4. Seattle Supersonics (12)

    Why: The best help in the draft from Durant and Jeff Green; and a
    nice piece with Delonte West at combo guard, but the front line is too
    weak in the brutal Western Conference.

    Worries: Durant gets beaten up and loses confidence; Wilcox and
    Collison remain the best bets down low as the three bigs from previous
    drafts continue to flounder. Coach PJ Carlisimo can’t find the right
    balance of tough and tender with the ghost of Spree in his closet.

    Overrated: The effectivenes of Damien Wilkins’ hustle; the promise of Robert Swift; the future of Luke Ridnour.

    Underrated: Glue guy Kurt Thomas; the immediate impact of Green, who will outperform Durant in overall value this season.

    Wild Card: Durant really being ready for immediate stardom.

    5. Minnesota Timberwolves (13)

    Why: Problems at the point; culling the plethora of ‘tweeners; the
    emergence of Jefferson, McCants, Gomes and eventually Brewer as
    building blocks.

    Worries: Foye’s knee; Gomes’s departure next year, followed by
    Jefferson’s down the road; Wittman overmatched by the rebuilding job;
    Brewer can’t shoot well enough to compel a single-team.

    Overrated: Gerald Green’s future; Telfair’s positive preseason; Craig Smith’s upside.

    Underrated: Theo Ratliff’s (short term) impact; the potential team D
    of Theo/Jefferson/Gomes/McCants/Foye with Brewer off the bench.

    Wild Card: Foye at the point; Antoine Walker.

  • Wolves Preseason Plus/Minus

    Courtesy of Wolves stat guru Paul Swanson, here are the plus/minus total for the Wolves this exhibition season.

    2007-08 Minnesota Timberwolves
    Preseason Plus/Minus Report (Final)
    Raw Minutes Team Opp Minutes Team Opp Net
    Player Plus/Minus On Floor Pts/48 Pts/48 On Bench Pts/48 Pts/48 Plus/Minus
    Telfair, Sebastian +25 74.3 101.4 85.2 319.7 88.4 97.9 +25.6
    Ratliff, Theo +17 102.4 102.2 94.2 291.6 86.9 96.0 +17.0
    McCants, Rashad +18 144.6 98.9 92.9 249.4 86.2 97.0 +16.8
    Jefferson, Al -6 247.1 96.5 97.7 146.9 81.4 91.8 +9.3
    Foye, Randy +3 51.7 87.3 84.5 342.3 91.4 97.2 +8.5
    Buckner, Greg 0 130.6 87.1 87.1 263.4 92.8 99.7 +6.9
    Davis, Ricky -10 208.2 95.0 97.3 185.8 86.3 93.5 +4.9
    Smith, Craig -9 161.0 93.3 96.0 233.0 89.2 95.2 +3.3
    Gomes, Ryan -13 119.0 88.7 94.0 275.0 91.8 96.2 -0.9
    Richard, Chris -12 98.8 81.6 87.5 295.2 94.0 98.2 -1.6
    Howard, Juwan -12 69.5 87.0 95.3 324.5 91.7 95.6 -4.4
    Jaric, Marko -45 169.9 95.2 107.9 224.1 87.6 86.1 -14.2
    Brewer, Corey -49 195.8 86.5 98.5 198.2 95.2 92.5 -14.7
    Blount, Mark -32 73.1 74.3 95.3 321.0 94.7 95.6 -20.1
    Green, Gerald -60 117.1 73.8 98.4 276.9 98.1 94.3 -28.4
    Edwards, John -5 6.9 48.7 83.5 387.1 91.6 95.7 -30.7

    I apologize for the density of the text–it came through in the email a lot more clearly, but I’m pretty incompetent when it comes to transferrals. Those who just want the most general sense should read it as a list of players with the best-to-worst net plus/minus totals per 48 minutes.

    But if you can parse the bunched up categories, there are interesting things to consider. For example, the Wolves really did suffer from not having Telfair and (to a lesser extent) Foye running the point, especially on defense. In the 169.9 minutes Jaric was on the court, the Wolves ceded an average of 107.9 points per 48 minutes to their opponents, versus the 85.2 points per 48 allowed during the 74.3 minutes Telfair played. And during the 51.7 minutes Foye played, the D gave up just 84.5 points per 48. Offensively, the Wolves produced 101.4 points per 48 during Telfair’s stints, 95.2 under Jaric, and 87.3 with Foye.

    Now the disclaimers. This is preseason, it is a very very small sample, the lineups were in a constant state of flux, and it all don’t mean a damn thing come the opening tip on Friday. Duly noted? Okay, back to the figures…

    Aside from John Edwards, who played less than six minutes and won’t make the traveling squad, the plus/minus goat is clearly Gerald Green, who logs a gross minus-60 in his 117.1 minutes of action (next worst is Corey Brewer’s gross minus-49 in 195.8 minutes), and has a net minus-28.4 per 48 minutes (aside from Edwards, next worst is the departed Mark Blount with a net minus-20.4 per 48 over 73.1 minutes). And Rashad McCants had a very nice preseason, finishing with a net plus 16.8 per 48 minutes, which was not only third on the team behind Telfair’s net plus 25.6 per 48 and Theo Ratliff’s net plus 17.0 per 48, but is a more substantial stat because Shaddy logged 144.6 total minutes, sixth on the team and more than both Telfair (74.3) and Theo (102.4).

    For those into tea leaves reading, Al Jefferson was far and away the leader in minutes played with 247.1, followed by the departed Ricky Davis with 208.2. Brewer was third 195.8–a sign of how much the Wolves want to develop him as well as his rare, on this team, good health–and Jaric, unfortunately for him, was 4th, making his bad defensive stats that much more damning.

    Again, it is only preseason. But there you go.

  • Spouting Prelude to Open Thread: Wolves Best the Bucks

    The balmy weather and the impending denoument of my favorite season sent me up to Ely and then on to the Superior Hiking Trail for a little fresh air the past two days and I thus wasn’t able to make it back for the Wolves-Bucks tilt. Here are my questions and observations simply from gleaning the recap and box score from nba.com. Anyone who can respond–or if you want to chime in with second-hand observations and questions of your own–are welcome to do so. After all, we now have less than a week of wankery before everything counts and we take hoops (but hopefully not ourselves) seriously.

    * The four starters aside from Randy Foye shot 80 percent from the field (28-35)?! McCants was perfect in 8 attempts, Jefferson 9-12, Gomes 5-7 with 2-3 from trey, and Ratliff 6-8…is Milwaukee’s D really that horrible? And does this look like the sensible starting lineup on opening day even before that little shooting explosion?

    * Did anyone else read Sports Illustrated’s NBA season preview issue, especially the Timberwolves page, especially the anonymous scout’s take? Especially the part where the scout ripped Al Jefferson and gave huge ups to Gerald Green? What is a customarily fine mag like SI doing quoting obvious idiots as experts, and where was at least one editor with a smidgen of hoops knowledge to spot this bullshit and demand either a new scout, another interview, or one of those laughing heads to clue people in that the whole thing was a weird joke? Witt should throw the thing up on the bulletin board, as the mag also picked Minnesota to finish 15 out of 15 Western Conference teams. I’ll bet you Mike Bibby’s torn thumb ligament they finish ahead of Sacramento, and probably the Clips. BTW, Gerald Green had 5 turnovers in 8:53 tonight, which is probably why he was able to squeeze off only two missed shots.

    * Green was only the most egregious turnover-er. For those who saw the game, how many of Craig Smith’s seven miscues were charges or travels? And how many of those were questionable calls? And what is the world coming to when Theo Ratliff not only has as many assists as his rebounds and blocks combined, but only commits one turnovers versus his four dimes and chips in a couple of steals?

    * Is Sebastian Telfair just healthier than Randy Foye right now or more adept as spreading the ball around? Six assists, two turnovers and only six shots (three of them makes, including his only trey) in 26:54 are blessed numbers for Telfair. Foye played ten fewer minutes, had as many missed FGA and personal fouls, doled out one assist and looks inert, box score-wise? True?

    * I know he was a DNP, but is Antoine Walker out of shape? In street clothes or his uni? Smiling or sourpuss?

    * Was the Wolves winning by 21 enough to overcome a preseason basketball game featuring 57 turnovers between the two teams? And was it a coincidence that every one of the four Wolves DNPs were at least 30 years old, or are we saying goodbye to a couple of them soon?

  • Miami Takes Out The Trash

    Let’s assume the news is true, and the Wolves are indeed, as is being reported by ESPN and other outlets, trading Mark Blount and Ricky Davis to the Heat for Antoine Walker, Michael Doleac, Wayne Simien and, perhaps most importantly, at least one future draft pick. This is a classic addition by subtraction deal. I have been arguing for Mark Blount to be renounced since the Garnett trade. He laid down like a dog after the all star break last season as blatantly as any human being in a Timberwolves uniform ever laid down. The emergence of Theo Ratliff as a viable force in the middle, the ability of Jefferson to slide over to center, and now the arrival of Doleac, a classic banger with a midrange J (who should ease the fear of unloading Juwan Howard if McHale isn’t done trading), made Blount irrelevant as a niche talent as well as dislikeable for his anti-industry.

    Ricky Davis likewise has issues, thoroughly discussed here and elsewhere on numerous occasions. He has a marvelous and multifaceted set of skills, and Miami is a good place for him to go, what with Shaq and Wade as the abiding 1-2 punch and a taskmaster like Pat Riley patrolling the sidelines. I suspect that trio plus Ricky’s impending contract expiration will give the Heat an invaluable, utilitarian third wheel. But in Minnesota, Pretty Ricky was destined to either be unhappy with his playing time or totally retard the team’s rebuilding efforts by hogging minutes and turning on the talent spigot whenever he felt like it, which has been about 60-70 percent of the time the past two seasons; just enough to engender a little faith and then dash it away.

    Put simply, good riddance to a pair that had about a 99 percent chance of hurting rather than helping the long-term prospects for this franchise had they stayed.

    The additions and the current situation are less exciting. To lose Blount, the Wolves essentially had to obtain Antoine Walker. I don’t know who is accurate here, but Shamsports.com has Blount and Walker both with contracts with team options for 2009-10, with Walker getting about $2 million more per season than Blount’s bloated deal. In his espn.com report on the rumored trade, Marc Stein claims that Walker has one year less if the option isn’t picked up. Walker is obviously more talented. While the salary situation is comparable to Blount, the personality issues are akin to Davis, in that when he’s Walker wants to play, he can be a generous and synergistic teammate–he was a key cog on Miami’s championship team throughout the postseason two years ago, and was a worthy complement to Paul Pierce for a few years of overachievement in Boston. But when ‘Toine doesn’t feel like playing D, he can sabotage rotations with disarming rapidity. And when he decides he’s going to launch anywhere from 6 to 10 treys in an evening, he can short-circuit an offense like nobody’s business. He also isn’t going to be doing jumping jacks over the notion of moving from glitzy Miami from a legit contender to the frozen tundra to nurture the nascent Wolves for the next two years. In other words, the Wolves may have traded two sure-fire problems for another, slightly more expensive, problem.

    The other two guys in the trade, Michael Doleac and Wayne Simien, are bangers, pure and simple, fulfilling Kevin McHale’s smashmouth recipe with copious amounts of elbow grease. How many 6-9, 260 pound guys does it take to box out the Western Hemisphere? McHale is trying to answer that question. On the plus side, the contracts of Doleac and Simien are both up at the end of this year (Simien has a team option).
    Last, but certainly not least, the draft pick, or picks, is crucial here. Even if Miami finishes well enough to make it up toward the end of the first round, it will ease the sting of the inevitable year Minnesota must fork over their own pick to complete the Cassell-for-Jaric trade.

    Final thoughts on this first take: Miami has entered the arms race for the Eastern Crown. Davis is both insurance for Wade, who is iffy physically, and a potentially potent part of the future in Florida, provided he can keep his head screwed on straight. If he contributes big, he can command a pretty nice deal at the end of the season, and Miami, who are already committed to $35 million for Shaq and Wade alone over the next two years, will pay it to keep the contention going.

    Meanwhile, this deal isn’t as much of a salary cap breather for Minnesota as you might expect–none actually, if you consider that Walker and Blount are a wash, and ditto RD versus Doleac and Simien.

    Finally, all this talk about a 2-for-1 trade to shed contracts wound up being a 2-for-3 trade that adds more bodies. Are more trades on the horizon (like Howard)? It would be nice to see this squad flip some of their extra pieces to Atlanta for one of the Hawks’ caddies for Acie Law, either Speedy Claxton or Tyrone Lue. If that doesn’t happen, well, would this squad renounce Antoine Walker? Because he’s the new contract albatross (nudging out Marko Jaric) on the roster now. I don’t think the other shoe has dropped yet.

  • Preseason Three Pointer: Scratching From Start

    1. Theo In the Pivot
    Let’s begin with some positive news, eh? Theo Ratliff, valued first and foremost for the $11 million he will take off the books when his contract expires at the end of the season, is alive and swatting, providing the best interior presence this franchise has ever seen, at least as long as this 34-year old seven-footer fresh off a 44-minute 2006-07 season due to a bulging disc in his back can remain healthy. He had four blocks and 5 boards in 20:53, and the ballclub has a totally different feel when he’s patrolling the paint. Coach Randy Wittman says if it was a regular season game rather than a warm-up during tonight’s 95-106 loss to the Pacers, he would have gotten more burn. Against large opposing front lines, it’s possible we’ll see 28-35 minutes from Theo, for as long as it lasts, and probably half that when teams go small and quick.

    Who expected this when the blockbuster KG trade was made?

    Now, the cavaets. As much fun as it is to watch a legit panther-poacher looming around the hoop, Ratliff is almost destined to break down if he gets the kind of playing time his current upside merits. And even if he doesn’t, will it help the Wolves’ grand rebuilding to rely on a guy who will almost certainly be either retired or toiling for a contender as the 2009 version of Mutumbo or Mourning? Probably not. But this is the equivalent of Eddie Griffin on blocks, without EG’s emotional seesaw, screwy shot selection, or clueless pick and roll D. So let’s savor the tastes we get this season, some rare sweetness amidst the tart and tough rebuilding campaign.

    2. Ricky At the Point?
    The best stretch of play for the Wolves vs. Indiana was when Witt threw Ricky Davis on Pacers point guard Jamaal Tinsley in the third quarter. In the first quarter, Pretty Ricky languished while Mike Dunleavy sped to the corner to receive a pass and bury a trey en route to an 8-point first frame. And he committed five, count ’em five, turnovers, compared to just one assist in those opening twelve minutes. But matched against Tinsley to start the second half, Davis naturally rose to the challenge. Thus engaged on defense, he also doled out five dimes (versus just two turnovers), four of them to pivotmen in the paint (three for Al Jefferson, one for Ratliff) and one out to Marko Jaric for a trey.

    After the game, I asked Wittman why–if Davis is going to lead the team in assists (he did tonight with seven) and guard the point guard in crucial stretches, and if Minnesota is already without a pair of points in Randy Foye and Sebastian Telfair, resorting to Greg Buckner as the backup to Jaric–he doesn’t officially make Davis the part-time point guard. The coach essentially answered that it takes a lot out of Davis and robs the Wolves of Davis the scorer at shooting guard.

    Bah. If anything, I worry about the Wolves relying on Davis too much this season, as he and Ratliff provide a double boost of contract expiring glory on their way out the door. Hey, if you’re playing Greg Buckner at the point and you’ve got last year’s assist leader more poised and primed when he’s guarding the point and controlling the rock, who cares if his minutes get cut? Isn’t that a good thing; easing the sting on RD’s ego and opening up time for the young’uns who are expected to carry this franchise when Davis takes his yo-yo show on the road to some other teased out sucker next season?

    Meanwhile, point guard remains the biggest obstacle to this squad reaching 30 wins. Maybe Randy Foye will become The Most Improved Player in the NBA, as more than one national magazine has predicted (albeit some of them fantasy-oriented stat-freak pubs). But right now he and Telfair have lost two-thirds of the preseason games to injury and you have Al Jefferson filling the Garnett role of barking loudly at Jaric in the second half of last night’s tilt. The Strib’s Kent Youngblood asked Jeff about it after the game. “We’re just playing ball,” Big Al replied diplomatically. But stick another small shiv in Jaric’s chances of getting a lot of point guard time when Foye and Telfair are healthy. And let the team’s best passer and largest potential malcontent run the squad every now and then to keep his focus up and his mood chipper.

    3. Gomes, the New Glue
    Ryan Gomes didn’t have a very pleasant first half, especially a horrid stretch in the second period when Danny Granger got in a rhythm and burned a guy most of us expect to play stolid defense for a bevy of quick baskets. But come the fourth quarter and the chance to log time at power forward beside Jefferson instead of chasing Granger around the perimeter, Gomes put on a nice little understated show, canning 5 of 7 shots, grabbing three rebounds and dishing two assists–all team highs for the period, and all done with an economical anti-flourish that is destined to make Gomes a purist-fan favorite.

    Like Theo and Davis, Gomes has an expiring contract, and an appreciative mass of fans who saw his handiwork the previous two seasons back in Boston. That’s the franchise with three stars and a great need for a large swingman with glue-like qualities. So let’s hope this isn’t merely an appetizing rental.

  • World Series Preview

    Fresh off bad predictions in both league championship series (hat tip to Brad Zellar over at Warning Track Power who called both right), I’m not going to be cute or even especially original in calling the BoSox winners in six games or less. Here are the top two reasons why.

    * Patient hitters
    This was one of the few things I did get right about the Cleveland-Boston series. The ability of Red Sox hitters to wait for Fausto Carmona and CC Sabathia to consistently throw tough strikes–and the inability of the dual aces to do so–was the single biggest factor in the Red Sox triumph. There isn’t a team in baseball with a string of batting eyes connected to dangerous bats that ranks with the Youkilis-Ortiz-Manny-Lowell quartet. They played ropeadope with CC and Fausto and watched the pair wear themselves out and finally concede hittable pitches.
    The most amazing thing about the Colorado Rockies unbelieveable 21-1 record the past month has been the success of their starting rotation behind ace Jeff Francis. But Rox manager Clint Hurdle (who with that name should be a member of Sgt. Fury and his Howling Commandos) knew he couldn’t get away with *two* rooks in the rotation facing these Red Sox, and thus activated opening day starter Aaron Cook to go in Game Four. Yes, Cook has immaculate control, walking just 15 hitters in 166 innings this year and less than 60 in more than 700 innings over the course of his career. But Cook hasn’t pitched in a real game since August 10. He’ll be rusty. And the Sox will be ready for him. Meanwhile, Game Two starter Ubado Jimenez is a good-looking rookie, but walked 37 in 82 innings during the regular season and another 8 in just 11 innings during the postseason. Think he’ll get through the Sox Murderer’s Row more than twice in any game he pitches? Me neither.

    * Colorado’s Long Layoff
    The last thing a team in the middle of a don’t-pinch-me run wants to do is remain inactive for more than a week, but that’s what happened when the Rox swept Arizona and Boston needed the full 7 to dispose of Cleveland. Throw in the home field and postseason experience advantages enjoyed by the Sox and there will be enormous pressure facing Colorado during the first two games at Fenway.

    Of course if Colorado wins one or both–meaning if Francis can topple Josh Beckett and/or Ubado can reign in the strike zone without damage in the second tilt–the long layoff thing, and the experience thing, and the home field advantage thing all go out the window. If Colorado wins two, even the fabled grit of the Red Sox won’t recover. If Colorado splits the first two, this will be a hell of a series. And if you want to root for the Rockies, here are a couple of silver linings.

    No DH in Colorado. That means either Ortiz or Youkilis or Lowell must sit. Yup, the consensus best clutch hitter in the game, a guy who had a 1.500+ OPS in the ALCS, or the team leader in rbis. Personally, I’d send Youk back to his old spot at third, play Ortiz at first, and hope that the slight drop in D translated into continued magnificence for the pair at the plate. On the other hand, you could argue that there is no better pinch hitter than Youk, the best of the great batting eyes, in a tight game with runners on base. And that gives you the upgrade of Lowell at third. Either way, I don’t think you can sit Ortiz, even against the lefty Francis. But I can envision Ortiz hitting a double late in 7th, 8th or 9th of a close tilt, getting Ellersby or Crisp as a pinch runner, and throwing Youk at first for the rest of the game.

    Also, don’t underestimate the Rockies hitters versus the Sox hurlers. I made this mistake before, proclaiming Brandon Webb would tame them. Beckett is a money pitcher, but Curt Schilling is getting by on guile, not a good idea facing the likes of Tulowitzki/Holliday/Atkins/Helton and Brad Hawpe, who absolutely destroys right-handed pitching. Furthermore, can Dice-K pitch at Coors? Will the thin air hurt Okajima’s overhand breaking balls and changes of speeds?

    Bottom line, great pitching trumps great hitting, and that is spelled Beckett. And patient hitters can eat up good-stuff pitchers who either are a tad wild (Jimenez) or rusty (Cook). That and the pinched Rockies waking up to the fact that they’re in a World Series is why I am going with Boston.

  • Judy Collins

    Of the two folk-pop female vocalists who broke through to massiveappeal beginning in the late ’60s, Joni Mitchell was the hippieartiste, Judy Collins the classically trained songbird. Now, atsixty-eight, Collins has taken care of her clarion soprano, deliveringup lush, conservative material ranging from children’s and Christmasfare to interpretations of Dylan and, most recently, Lennon andMcCartney. Don’t be surprised if these supper club concerts mix goldenoldies (“Someday Soon,” “Both Sides Now,” “Suzanne,” “Send in theClowns”) with more overtly political songs, plus a poignant dollop ofpersonal revelation. Collins’s own “My Father” is a career highlight,and her book about her son’s suicide, Sanity and Grace, is an honestand elegant chronicle of a harrowing episode in her life.

    Rossi’s Blue Star, 80 S. Ninth St., Minneapolis; 612-312-2828.

  • Ghostface Killah/Rakim/Brother Ali

    This is the most informative seminar on hip-hop microphone skills the Twin Cities will likely ever experience. While Biggie Smalls, Jay-Z, and KRS-One would all get some votes, Rakimis rightfully regarded as the greatest MC who ever drew breath, duemostly to his quicksilver-smooth flow and pioneering, now pervasivelyinfluential, rhyme schemes. The Wu-Tanger Ghostface Killahis a gloriously idiosyncratic word-slinger who has dropped as manyfive-star discs as Jay-Z over the past decade, without Jigga’s boorishmaterialism. And Brother Ali has pulled slightly ahead of Atmosphere’sSlug in their thrilling competition for best local rhyme slayer.Speaking of competition, we suspect that none of these three will beslacking when the potential for embarrassment by comparison is so highand nigh.

    First Avenue, 701 First Ave. N., Minneapolis, 612-338-8388.

  • Meat Puppets

    The supposedly big news is that Cris Kirkwood is back from drugaddiction and a stint in jail. But the exciting part is that older broCurt Kirkwood—the alpha talent responsible for both the blistering,psychedelic guitar explosions and the sardonic, semi-sage lyrics thatare the Pups’ signature one-two punch—has responded to the siblingreunion by spooling forth Rise to Your Knees. While perhaps not as crystalline or cow-punked as vintage classics like Meat Puppets IIfrom the ’80s, it’s a strong Meat Puppets collection from the samelineage, which augurs well for the trio (a new drummer is on board) asthey prove that contemporaries of The Replacements and The Minutemencan still raise and daze a ruckus in 2007.

    8 p.m., Varsity Theater, 1308 Fourth St. SE, Minneapolis; 612-604-0222; $15.