The Best Under the Radar NBA Free Agent Signings

Certain off-season acquisitions work so well, you can’t believe it.  How could anyone have passed on this guy?  It’s a question we’ve all asked at some point.  And then there are the players who fall so short of their grand expectations, it’s hard not to notice.  So when this free agency period is long over and we look back at which moves we remember, we’ll think about the stars that came from nowhere and the busts that were so promising.  But the reality is that those aren’t the moves that are the most important.  It’s the little signings, the slight adjustments, that make teams contending squads.  So here are the three best signings that might not appear important right now.

3. Brandon Bass – The starting power forward for the Celtics found his niche last year as a strong big man with a solid mid range game.  He never let the moment scare him and played well in some essential moments last year.  His 12.5 points a game were nice, but it was his 6.2 rebound average that makes him so important to a Boston team lacking size.  With the loss of Ray Allen, resigning Bass was an essential move for Boston.  His humble attitude and work ethic make him a great teammate and vital free agent signing for the Celtics.

2. Goran Dragic – This isn’t so much of a surprise signing as just a plain solid move.  Dragic will return to the Suns where he’s played most of his career.  Last year was a breakout year for the point guard.  He only average 11.7 points and 5.3 rebounds, but his contributions to his team were immeasurable.  He ran the team like a true point guard, something he might’ve picked up in his time backing Steve Nash up.  It wasn’t cheap, but signing a point guard with star potential after losing Nash was an important step for Phoenix.

1. Ryan Anderson – This only happened today, but Anderson found a new home in New Orleans after a sign-and-trade with the Magic.  Anderson wasn’t only a surprise shooter last year, but a consistent force that proved he could score when times got tough.  He was more effective with a big man, which he’ll find in Anthony Davis if he can improve his game on the low post.  Anderson averaged a career high 16.1 points last year to go along with 7.7 rebounds, breaking out of his shell while the Magic struggled to get through games.  With such a young Hornets team around him, his shooting will be a cozy comfort zone when things get hectic.  Anderson shot 39.3% from 3-point range last year, and with Austin Rivers at the point and Anthony Davis down low he’ll have the spacing he needs to be a threat.

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Ray Allen’s Betrayal

Disappointment is always harder to deal with than anger.  Anger is so blind, so irrational, that by definition it doesn’t make cognitive sense.  You say and do things in a rage that look stupid and petty.  Even you realize it once you’re far enough removed.  So when you’re angry with someone or something, it’s easy to unload blind frustrations without really feeling anything but hate.

With disappointment, you understand what’s happening around you.  All of the consequences of a disappointing act make complete sense.  To truly feel something that deep, you have to understand what’s happening in your life on a larger scale.  So the good news about Ray Allen-stab-me-in-my-back-with-the-original-Ginsu decision to go to the Miami Heat is that I’m angry, not disappointed.

If Ray had gone to the Grizzlies or the Suns, I would’ve been disappointed that the end of the big three came with Allen heading to a mediocre contender in another division.  I would’ve looked at his move as the first of many that would make any Celtics fan just think for a while.  Think about watching three of the most entertaining players on the planet put on a jersey that meant they were part of something bigger than themselves.  I’d think about how they embraced it so openly, squeezing every drop out of the Boston tradition with a loving bear hug, but here’s the positive:  I’m so purely enraged, so damn pissed, that there’s no time for nostalgia.  No time to reflect about how much I respect Ray Allen as a person and a player.  One day there will be.  Not today!

The funny thing about yesterday’s announcement is that the last person you’d expect to betray the Celtics is Ray Allen.  He’s a military child whose respect for routine and habit is well documented.  He loved the city of Boston.  I remember watching Ray’s sideline interview after he returned from injury, and I remember the look on his face when he said that Boston is where he belonged.  It was one of those moments in a decision-making process where you’re filled with life and think you’re having an epiphany, but like a lot of those moments, he was wrong and the adrenaline of a fiercely loyal crowd isn’t enough to make a decision based on.

Ray Allen lived close to the Joslin Diabetes Center, where his son could get proper treatment.  So when I read through the blogosphere and twitterverse and saw a reoccurring theme that Ray wasn’t betraying the Celtics and was making a “business decision,” I couldn’t believe it.  Allen’s decision was the exact opposite, it was completely personal.  He joined a bitter rival that’s faced the Celtics in the playoffs three years in a row, and for less money.  What kind of business decision involves a pay cut?  He wanted to get another ring, but he did it the cheap way.  Returning to Celtics would’ve made their lineup drastically improved from last year, where they lost in seven close games to the Champs.

What was so personal about Ray’s decision was his jealousy.  He couldn’t stand being benched for 21-year-old Avery Bradley, who most certainly deserved the spot, but it’s more than even that.  It’s that he felt out of the loop.  He didn’t get along with Rajon Rondo and rapidly became the least important member of the big three that he started.  He couldn’t stand that a 26-year-old know-it-all talked down to him and made fun of him behind his back.  He couldn’t stand that Rondo was as smart as him.  He didn’t feel wanted in Boston.  He did in Miami.

Pat Riley wined and dined Allen, feeding into the ego that was hurt in Boston.  The conclusion here?  Ray Allen made a selfish and disgusting decision based on sensitivity.  Granted, some of its warranted, the Celtics tried to trade him three times and he knew it.  He had a lesser role on the team and was forced to deal with a teammate he just didn’t like, but that’s not enough.

Rondo and Allen didn’t argue with each other all that often, there was just tension between the two.  What person doesn’t have someone like that at his or her job?  Get over it!  As for the trades the Celtics tried to make, that is a business decision.  They didn’t realize the big three still had life and tried to save the team’s future.  I’m sure it’s not the first trade rumors Allen’s dealt with, and the Celtics no-trade clause they offered this free agency to Allen would mean no rumors for his contract.

The truth is, Ray didn’t want to be on the Celtics anymore.  Things weren’t going completely perfectly, so he left.  His decision to go Miami was just a slap in the face.  He took the easy road to a championship instead of one that would be difficult, but was realistic.  Nobody can convince me that his choice of Miami wasn’t influenced by a desire to stick it to the Celtics.  He left a city he duped into believing him, and he did it for selfish reasons.  Great weather for a scratch golfer just isn’t going to work if you’re arguing it’s a business decision.  No, this was personal.

So for those who argue that Ray was justified in his actions after his team tried to trade him, you do not understand sports as a whole.  His responsibility wasn’t to Danny Ainge and the management, it wasn’t to his teammates.  It was to the city of Boston and the fans that would’ve defended Allen to the day they die.  He owed the fans to retire as a Celtic, which the no trade clause would’ve guaranteed.  Instead, he did the worst thing possible, he joined the enemy.  For that, there’s no forgiveness.  No silver lining.  Just pure anger, and it’s better that way.  Just ask Kevin Garnett.

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Len Bias, Tony Parker and Handling Fame

I’ve heard countless Celtics stories.  Usually, it’s some half true folk tale about Bob Cousy crossing over a traditional point guard so bad that he left his Converse on the floor and walked all the way out of the Boston Garden, which supposedly had 100,000 people in it all getting high.  Any fans of a great franchise like the Celtics understands the built up lore and tradition of passing down stories that could only be true in “Space Jam.”  It’s human nature to embellish, but one Celtics story I know is true is Len Bias’s.  In case you didn’t here about it, in 1986 the Celtics had the second overall pick.  With that pick they drafted Len Bias, a 6’8’ forward that scouts considered a lock to succeed in the NBA.  He was quiet, humble and gracious.  His build and skill set reflect the modern star, big, smooth and explosive.  Bias had a future mandated from up above.  He was going to play with the best franchise in basketball, on the same team as Larry Bird, but a day after the draft, Bias died of Cardiac Arrhythmia because of cocaine use.

On the night of June 19, Bias went back to his University of Maryland dorm, he was found dead early the next morning.  His story is one that haunts anybody who has heard it.  By all accounts, Bias was a good kid who wasn’t a regular drug user.  He partied because he was living his dream, and he died because of it.  It’s a microcosm for the dangers of stardom and how it changes people.

Celtics fans speculate just how great they would’ve been had Bias played with Bird and the rest of those dominant Celtics.  The whole Magic-Bird rivalry could’ve been different.  I thought about that, and thought about just how tragic it was for a 22-year-old kid to die a night after he was informed he was available to accomplish his wildest dreams.  Then I read about Tony Parker.  He got his eye cut in the Drake-Chris Brown fight where bottles were thrown and dignities were lost.  Parker wasn’t a participant in the adorable, little boy’s fight that filled my twitter timeline, but it begs the question, what is the line for appropriate partying for pro athletes?

They’re adults that are 21, and as long as there abiding by the law it’s difficult to pass judgment, but athletes need to realize that they’re setting an example.  Len Bias probably thought doing a line or two was OK that night.  Shit, he earned it right?  That’s the lesson we absorb when we see LeBron James at the club, drinking from a bottle of Ace of Spades that could hydrate Tanzania.  Until the system changes, we’ll continue to see exorbitant amounts of DUI’s mixed with incidences like Bias’, and with more trouble comes more criticism from spectators.  Yet in the end, we’re the ones looking at the pictures from LIV after the Heat won the championship.  We’re the ones laughing at Dennis Rodman’s story.  We’re obsessively intrigued by controversial behavior, but we condemn it at the same time.  Tony Parker was a centimeter away from losing his eye, he escaped in tact.  Len Bias wasn’t so lucky.  Who knows what happens after Thursday’s draft in the late hours where no one’s watching and no one’s judging.  A kid who’s had nothing his whole life is about to be handed everything.  It’s about time we taught him how to deal with it.

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The Celtics Past and Future: Honoring Tradition

It was a tough weekend.  Watching the Celtics lose was one of the most emotional sports experiences of my young life.  It was one of the first times I’ve had to watch a team knowing it wont be back together, knowing that this was the end, but I’ve settled with it, found some solace in a great summer, and have moved on to next year.

Yes, this group of Celtics will never play together again, but no, every member of the big three won’t be gone.  The key part to the offseason is signing Kevin Garnett to a one-year deal.  He looked fresher than he has in years and proved he’s still an impossible matchup for big men in the NBA.  Even more than that, signing KG signifies at least continuing the mentality of the big three.  He’s the leader and if he comes back, Paul Pierce will stay.  If KG goes, it’s anybody’s guess at to whether the Celtics’ offseason is a total overhaul.  Signing Garnett gives Pierce a reason to hang around and retire as a Celtic, and gives the young core a chance to learn under the best competitors around.  That young core features Rajon Rondo, who’s postseason has established him as a top ten NBA player.  It’d be a relief if I could go through the offseason without having to hear about trades involving the point guard.

Assuming they keep Rondo and Avery Bradley, the Celtics have to sign Brandon Bass.  Bass fits into the Celtics’ mentality perfectly, and he also proved he isn’t afraid of postseason pressure.  Many fans forget, but the Celtics were missing Jeff Green, a key piece to their young puzzle that could’ve changed a season.  Hopefully, his health is back in check after the heart surgery that ended his season and the C’s can sign Green.  Adding Green and resigning Mickael Pietrus would give the Celtics two small forwards with the versatility to guard the inside-outside scorers that reign supreme in today’s game.

Depending on where the Celtics spend there money, singing big man Carl Landry could be a nice option to improve the size and rebounding problems the Celtics dealt with all year.  That leaves Ray Allen…now things get tough.  Allen is a free agent who still wants to play.  He’ll have offseason surgery for his ankle and will be back next year.  I’d love to see Allen back for one more year, with Bradley and Green at full health, taking on the younger contenders one more time, but I’m an idealist, and I’ve settled with what I know is true.  Ray Allen won’t be back!  It’s just too much to rely on a core with all three superstars and expect to beat the best the league has to offer.  Allen can still score, but he struggles to guard the best competitors at his position.  They’d compete, but without signing more youth, anything short of a title would mean a complete makeover with nothing in return.

It’s overwhelming to think about the things in your life you have to say goodbye to, whether it’s a pet or a professional sports team.  The same feeling I had after game six is beginning to creep up on me again as I enter my senior year at Indiana University.  Being done with something you love feels wilting, but just like college, I look back at the big three with fondness.  I’ll remember Ray, composed and with the just right ratio of professionalism to swagger, strutting back on defense while he blew on his fingers because him and the whole gym knew something was on fire.  I’ll remember that moment in a game where you thought, “Ray’s on,” and watched in awe as he hit contested three after contested three like he was alone on the court.  I’ll remember him and KG on David Letterman after they won the finals smiling like kids, proud like champions.  I’ll remember watching the Celtics’ infamous cluster screens, where Pierce, Allen and/or KG were grouped awkwardly close, a physical depiction of the bond between the three, ready for the shooter they chose to be open.  I’ll remember how the Celtics didn’t just sign a big three, it wasn’t just superstars on the same team, it was a unified group.   A true family.  A movement in the spirit of the greatness of the Boston Celtics.  I’ll remember the look in Doc Rivers eyes when the Heat pulled away from the Celtics in the final minutes of the game, not angry or frustrated, but sad.  It was a feeling all Boston fans now know, and it’s worse than any irrational anger you’ll ever have because of bad luck or lazy play.

The Celtics will be back, and whoever is playing, you’re a fool if you think Doc Rivers is going to let his team sink to the bottom of the Eastern Conference, but if I never get to watch Ray, Kevin or Paul in a Celtic’s uniform again, I’ll remember growing up thinking I’d never get to see a great year of Boston basketball.  Then ill remember just how great these years were, and how Boston owes these humble professionals a lifetime of gratitude

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Celtics Fan Pours Beer On LeBron James

LeBron James was on fire Thursday night at Boston’s TD Garden. He set the tone for Game 6 of the Eastern Conference finals with a 30-point performance in the first half and finished with 45 — the second-best output of his playoff career.

James shot 73 percent from the field, making 19 of his 26 shots from the field, and Heat coach Erik Spoelstra called it a “fearless” performance. The Celtics couldn’t stop LeBron and the only thing that cooled him off was the classless Celtic fan who doused the Heat star with a beverage as he walked through the tunnel headed toward the locker room.

“I think what fuels him is this moment, and the moment will define you,” Spoelstra said of James, who also had 15 rebounds and five assists. “We’ve been through a lot the last two years. I think we’ve all learned how to compartmentalize and quiet all the noise and just focus on the matter at end.”

James was focused even after the game as he paused momentarily after feeling the water on his back, but he kept on going and wasn’t fazed at all. As for that fan who poured beer on LeBron, he (or she) should be banned from any NBA game. Watch the despicable act: Video

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