So the Jazz lost tonight, another one of those effective must-win road games that is going to decide (1) whether we make the playoffs or not, depending on the Lakers, and/or (2) where we end up in the seeding. The six spot is still not completely out of reach, but with the remaining schedule Utah faces, it's not getting any prettier.
As far as I can tell the legitimate must-win road games that remain are all of our away match-ups against .500 teams (against Dallas, Portland and Minnesota), as well as our roadies against Houston and Golden State (beating the Knicks in a few days wouldn't hurt, either). The Jazz also need to win all of their remaining home games against teams under .500 (Detroit, Philadelphia, Phoenix, Portland, New Orleans and Minnesota) and can really only afford to drop one home game against teams over .500 (Memphis, New York, Brooklyn, Denver and OKC).
Finishing in this manner would give the Jazz a final record of 47-35, which is what it's likely going to take to land that six seed. Unfortunately, closing the season with such a record, given the team's late-game play of late, the number of road games remaining, and the quality of opponents we still have to face makes such a finish all but impossible. I don't have the drive to work out the stats for the Lakers, Houston and Golden State, but it's safe to say that without a major shift to emphasizing defense accompanied by an increased ability to close games, March and April could look pretty bleak by the end of next week.
In sum: I haz a sad.
Wednesday, March 6, 2013
Monday, March 4, 2013
A Walk
Today's post brought to you by Bad Religion.
As anybody who's been following the Utah Jazz online this season knows, the hallmark of the season for many fans has been the rift between those who believe strongly in the future and those who buy into the team's "win now" aesthetic. There is, undoubtedly, a serious sub-debate there about whether that rift really exists; in other words, that playing the youth more may not make much of a negative impact on the team's record once the season is over. But the fact remains that some fans are unhappy with the way the team is managed and coached, while others believe there is a long-term plan in place that makes the present seem, at best, sluggish and unyielding.
Admittedly, I am in the latter camp. Maybe I had one too many cups of Kool-Aid, but here's some of the facts. Arguably the most dominant team in the NBA over the past 13 years has been the San Antonio Spurs, who built their dynasty on the model produced by Jerry Sloan's Jazz squad. The difference between the Jazz version and the Spurs version is that the Spurs version has won championships. You can (and I do) argue that the Jazz would have a pair of championships if not for that Jordan guy. But it's not as though the Spurs beat a bunch of slouch players to win their rings. The fact is the Spurs did things better, if only in minor ways. But the little things make the difference, and that attention to detail is what makes champions regardless of whether you're talking basketball, computer programming or flying an airplane.
So what have the Jazz done to improve their chances of winning? Instead of simply re-modeling their plan on the Spurs-modeled-on-the-Jazz idea, they just brought in the guy who, in part, put those championship Spurs squads together. With Dennis Lindsey on staff, Utah has signaled that despite KOC's "we're not rebuilding" comments from a couple of years ago, the Jazz are, in fact, hitting the reset button. And one would think that part of rebuilding means going to the youth at the expense of the older guys who, more likely than not, won't be back next season.
Unfortunately, the Jazz don't exist in a vacuum. If you sit the vets, it creates dischord in the locker room. It undermines the already limited attraction to free agents who might otherwise consider playing in a Jazz uniform. It tells the youth that they have no guarantees from the brass that, once given the reigns, they will have confidence to retain them. It signifies to your fan base that if they scream loud enough about not being a top seed in the West, the team will cave to pressure. Perhaps the biggest drawback of abandoning your vets in favor of youth is an admission that you've been doing it wrong, and thus everybody who's bought into the system (coaches, players, potential new players and fans alike) has been willing to overlook a lie.
In my opinion, there is no way for the Jazz to win this debate this season. Fans of the youth feel like their guys are being sidelined unjustly. Fans of the vets can read the writing on the wall and know what they've been rooting for is gone next season. On the other hand, both camps will have carte blanche next year, as the Core Four should see extended playing time (barring some major free agent pickups, which is extremely unlikely) and the long-term plan for the team is going to stay in place with Dennis Lindsey likely to only tinker with how to lace the wheel rather than re-inventing it.
The point I'm circling around is has to do with this being my first substantive post on HoD in months. It's been difficult for me to write anything meaningful that hasn't already been covered by more talented people, be they professional journalists or reckless boggers. There doesn't seem to be much point in continuing to debate the merits of how to handle the rest of the season. Corbin has made no bones about his commitment to staying the course. Personally, I still think the Jazz have an outside shot at landing the 6 seed in the West and taking that series to 6 games, depending on the opponent.
I would call that a victory and I would call that progress. Jumping up two playoff spots, competing hard in the first round and giving the youth real playoff experience is enough for me, as long as the opportunity isn't squandered over the summer. But given that the Jazz now are run by one of the most successful basketball execs in the business, I trust that we see further improvement next year. The rest of the West is so stacked that earning a 4 seed is going to be an immense challenge regardless of the moves the Jazz are able to make this offseason.
With those things said, here's the rub: I'm tired of the malcontent and arguing for the sake of arguing about the Jazz's 2012-2013 season. This will likely be the last post from me that touches on The Narrative or whatever we're calling it at this point. It would be nice to see Jazz fans get back to focusing on wins and having fun rather than posturing and bickering. Time to take a proverbial (or literal, if you're into that sort of thing) walk and a deep breath, and get back into rooting for our squad.
See you at The Solution, Jazz fans.
As anybody who's been following the Utah Jazz online this season knows, the hallmark of the season for many fans has been the rift between those who believe strongly in the future and those who buy into the team's "win now" aesthetic. There is, undoubtedly, a serious sub-debate there about whether that rift really exists; in other words, that playing the youth more may not make much of a negative impact on the team's record once the season is over. But the fact remains that some fans are unhappy with the way the team is managed and coached, while others believe there is a long-term plan in place that makes the present seem, at best, sluggish and unyielding.
Admittedly, I am in the latter camp. Maybe I had one too many cups of Kool-Aid, but here's some of the facts. Arguably the most dominant team in the NBA over the past 13 years has been the San Antonio Spurs, who built their dynasty on the model produced by Jerry Sloan's Jazz squad. The difference between the Jazz version and the Spurs version is that the Spurs version has won championships. You can (and I do) argue that the Jazz would have a pair of championships if not for that Jordan guy. But it's not as though the Spurs beat a bunch of slouch players to win their rings. The fact is the Spurs did things better, if only in minor ways. But the little things make the difference, and that attention to detail is what makes champions regardless of whether you're talking basketball, computer programming or flying an airplane.
So what have the Jazz done to improve their chances of winning? Instead of simply re-modeling their plan on the Spurs-modeled-on-the-Jazz idea, they just brought in the guy who, in part, put those championship Spurs squads together. With Dennis Lindsey on staff, Utah has signaled that despite KOC's "we're not rebuilding" comments from a couple of years ago, the Jazz are, in fact, hitting the reset button. And one would think that part of rebuilding means going to the youth at the expense of the older guys who, more likely than not, won't be back next season.
Unfortunately, the Jazz don't exist in a vacuum. If you sit the vets, it creates dischord in the locker room. It undermines the already limited attraction to free agents who might otherwise consider playing in a Jazz uniform. It tells the youth that they have no guarantees from the brass that, once given the reigns, they will have confidence to retain them. It signifies to your fan base that if they scream loud enough about not being a top seed in the West, the team will cave to pressure. Perhaps the biggest drawback of abandoning your vets in favor of youth is an admission that you've been doing it wrong, and thus everybody who's bought into the system (coaches, players, potential new players and fans alike) has been willing to overlook a lie.
In my opinion, there is no way for the Jazz to win this debate this season. Fans of the youth feel like their guys are being sidelined unjustly. Fans of the vets can read the writing on the wall and know what they've been rooting for is gone next season. On the other hand, both camps will have carte blanche next year, as the Core Four should see extended playing time (barring some major free agent pickups, which is extremely unlikely) and the long-term plan for the team is going to stay in place with Dennis Lindsey likely to only tinker with how to lace the wheel rather than re-inventing it.
The point I'm circling around is has to do with this being my first substantive post on HoD in months. It's been difficult for me to write anything meaningful that hasn't already been covered by more talented people, be they professional journalists or reckless boggers. There doesn't seem to be much point in continuing to debate the merits of how to handle the rest of the season. Corbin has made no bones about his commitment to staying the course. Personally, I still think the Jazz have an outside shot at landing the 6 seed in the West and taking that series to 6 games, depending on the opponent.
I would call that a victory and I would call that progress. Jumping up two playoff spots, competing hard in the first round and giving the youth real playoff experience is enough for me, as long as the opportunity isn't squandered over the summer. But given that the Jazz now are run by one of the most successful basketball execs in the business, I trust that we see further improvement next year. The rest of the West is so stacked that earning a 4 seed is going to be an immense challenge regardless of the moves the Jazz are able to make this offseason.
With those things said, here's the rub: I'm tired of the malcontent and arguing for the sake of arguing about the Jazz's 2012-2013 season. This will likely be the last post from me that touches on The Narrative or whatever we're calling it at this point. It would be nice to see Jazz fans get back to focusing on wins and having fun rather than posturing and bickering. Time to take a proverbial (or literal, if you're into that sort of thing) walk and a deep breath, and get back into rooting for our squad.
See you at The Solution, Jazz fans.
Monday, January 28, 2013
I Work For The Jazz
Sometimes, the problem with Twitter is Twitter itself. It's pretty much impossible to have a serious conversation with one person in 140 characters at time when both of you are hot about something and, worse, you both type quickly. Other people start jumping in, the thread splinters into a zillion mini-subjects, and the gist of the ideas you're supposed to be refining gets lost.
Take, for example, a little spat on Twitter tonight between @My_Lo, @dianaallen, @TheJerrbear1 and myself. What started as an ad hominem attack on Mychel and Diana's character vis-a-vis their "fanship" by Jerry turned out to be premised on an incorrect assumption, and was subsequently apologized for. It was too late, however, as tempers immediately boiled over. Well, they did for My_Lo. He lashed out at Jerrbear, saying, and I quote (seriously, this is verbatim what he said):
I have league pass, own more memoribilia than you can dream of, work for the Utah Jazz and you want to police me?
I'd embed a link but I was blocked by this gentleman a few minutes later (more on that shortly). This pissed me off for two reasons. The first was incredulity about how nobody should be able to "police" this talented and selfless writer, when only a few minutes before he wrote:
So who still wants to sit still at the trade deadline, keep the team as constituted, and make a playoff run?
This was a not-at-all disguised jab at the Utah Jazz front office and the coaching staff, not to mention the players, since the implication is that with the roster we currently have, the Jazz are incapable of doing anything memorable even if they make it into the postseason. And I also perceived it to be an attack at those of us, including myself, who have argued with him all season that we are still in the rebuilding process, it's going to take a while, and some of the right pieces are already in place. Continuing, this alternate perspective is that certainly improvements remain to be made, but we can't just keep exploding the team every two years when the Jazz get blown out. In short, if this isn't an effort to "police" opinion on what's happening with the team, I don't know what is.
What the hell is "policing," anyway, besides sharing your opinion? You get to do it, but we don't?
I don't think it's a secret that some Twitter users feel like some of the "elite" or "notorious" Jazz bloggers have a bit of a bully pulpit. There is really only one popular "alternative" source for most of Twitter's core Jazz fans, and it's SLC Dunk. The other fun and insightful bloggers have a good relationship with one or more of the editors/writers on SLCD, and their opinions have begun tracking what's being laid out by the most stat-heavy SLCDunkers because (1) they're well-informed, well-drafted pieces, and (2) it's hard to argue with math, particularly in this everybody-on-Hollingers-nuts atmosphere currently dominating the NBA.
Look, I watched Moneyball, and I grew up a big Oakland Athletics fan. Stats win games, but players win championships. And I'm not saying I don't like SLC Dunk. I read the Downbeat every day. I hang out with a couple of the contributors in person when I get the chance. I think it's an amazing blog. But I also think the success of the website is starting to get into the heads of at least one of their writers.
That's all, I think. Wait.
Oh yes. The first part of the attack on Jerry. After that little eruption, I re-read the original Tweet quoted above and was astonished to see that Mr. Lowman was attempting to bolster his credibility by stating (1) that he subscribes to League Pass; (2) that he owns Utah Jazz merchandise, and (3) that he works for the Jazz.
My face turned purple.
One, asshole, I had LP when I lived out of market, too. I had to, otherwise I couldn't watch the Jazz. You live inIdaho Indiana.* Congratulations on doing the absolute minimum required in order to watch your team play on a regular basis. And, even if Idaho is still in the Jazz market and their games are airing through your cable provider you lived in Utah* but you still had LP, that would mean NOTHING about your Jazz fan hard core street cred dick contest, because you can't watch Jazz games inside the market with League Pass.
Two, nice work on owning stuff. God knows that nobody can be a fan of something unless they can prove it with signed shoes in acrylic display cases. "Look at all this stuff! I love you! I mean it!" What's that saying about guys who drive huge, lifted pickup trucks?
Three, you work for FANZZ. That is not the Jazz. Pepsi owns the naming rights to the stadium the Nuggets play in, right? Pepsi also owns Taco Bell. Effectively, you're saying that working at Taco Bell means you work for the Nuggets. You do not work for the Jazz. You sell Lakers and Yankees hats to kids cutting high school. Being a meter maid does not mean you have a position in government. Eat a dick of shame.
Anyway, I shortly found myself blocked by this young man, and one of his fellow bloggers came to his rescue, telling me that none of what I was quoting was actually anything Mychal said. Well, he did. He said all of it.
Generally, when I get into a fight with somebody on Twitter, I'm super pissed for ten minutes and then instantly start cracking jokes and admitting where I'd been wrong. I don't like actually being mad at people, particularly regarding something as ultimately trivial as basketball. But I don't think I'm wrong this time. Undoubtedly, some people would be just as happy without my baseless ranting popping up on their Twitter feed. But I like the community, and I like getting into arguments with people because I feel like I'm constantly learning so much about a team I love. Frankly, however, I'm starting to feel like those with good opinions are just staying out of the fray, because they fear people like Mychal making bullshit statements and having his followers back him up, even if it's when he says something as FUCKING RETARDED as "how dare you question me, I own all the logos!"
I know I shouldn't post this because I'm contributing to a "rival" blog. And if this post, which I'm only posting here, results in USN asking me to fuck off, I'll do it. Because I don't think you should be able to utilize your position as an authority on sweatbands at a Fanzz store, plus the good luck of having landed a great job with an awesome blog, to sweat people after they've apologized for making a mistake.
Look, dude. You know you're trying to bully people who don't agree with you. Stop it.
*Apparently Mr. Lowman lives in Indiana, not Idaho, as suggested by his Twitter profile.
Take, for example, a little spat on Twitter tonight between @My_Lo, @dianaallen, @TheJerrbear1 and myself. What started as an ad hominem attack on Mychel and Diana's character vis-a-vis their "fanship" by Jerry turned out to be premised on an incorrect assumption, and was subsequently apologized for. It was too late, however, as tempers immediately boiled over. Well, they did for My_Lo. He lashed out at Jerrbear, saying, and I quote (seriously, this is verbatim what he said):
I have league pass, own more memoribilia than you can dream of, work for the Utah Jazz and you want to police me?
I'd embed a link but I was blocked by this gentleman a few minutes later (more on that shortly). This pissed me off for two reasons. The first was incredulity about how nobody should be able to "police" this talented and selfless writer, when only a few minutes before he wrote:
So who still wants to sit still at the trade deadline, keep the team as constituted, and make a playoff run?
This was a not-at-all disguised jab at the Utah Jazz front office and the coaching staff, not to mention the players, since the implication is that with the roster we currently have, the Jazz are incapable of doing anything memorable even if they make it into the postseason. And I also perceived it to be an attack at those of us, including myself, who have argued with him all season that we are still in the rebuilding process, it's going to take a while, and some of the right pieces are already in place. Continuing, this alternate perspective is that certainly improvements remain to be made, but we can't just keep exploding the team every two years when the Jazz get blown out. In short, if this isn't an effort to "police" opinion on what's happening with the team, I don't know what is.
What the hell is "policing," anyway, besides sharing your opinion? You get to do it, but we don't?
I don't think it's a secret that some Twitter users feel like some of the "elite" or "notorious" Jazz bloggers have a bit of a bully pulpit. There is really only one popular "alternative" source for most of Twitter's core Jazz fans, and it's SLC Dunk. The other fun and insightful bloggers have a good relationship with one or more of the editors/writers on SLCD, and their opinions have begun tracking what's being laid out by the most stat-heavy SLCDunkers because (1) they're well-informed, well-drafted pieces, and (2) it's hard to argue with math, particularly in this everybody-on-Hollingers-nuts atmosphere currently dominating the NBA.
Look, I watched Moneyball, and I grew up a big Oakland Athletics fan. Stats win games, but players win championships. And I'm not saying I don't like SLC Dunk. I read the Downbeat every day. I hang out with a couple of the contributors in person when I get the chance. I think it's an amazing blog. But I also think the success of the website is starting to get into the heads of at least one of their writers.
That's all, I think. Wait.
Oh yes. The first part of the attack on Jerry. After that little eruption, I re-read the original Tweet quoted above and was astonished to see that Mr. Lowman was attempting to bolster his credibility by stating (1) that he subscribes to League Pass; (2) that he owns Utah Jazz merchandise, and (3) that he works for the Jazz.
My face turned purple.
One, asshole, I had LP when I lived out of market, too. I had to, otherwise I couldn't watch the Jazz. You live in
Two, nice work on owning stuff. God knows that nobody can be a fan of something unless they can prove it with signed shoes in acrylic display cases. "Look at all this stuff! I love you! I mean it!" What's that saying about guys who drive huge, lifted pickup trucks?
Three, you work for FANZZ. That is not the Jazz. Pepsi owns the naming rights to the stadium the Nuggets play in, right? Pepsi also owns Taco Bell. Effectively, you're saying that working at Taco Bell means you work for the Nuggets. You do not work for the Jazz. You sell Lakers and Yankees hats to kids cutting high school. Being a meter maid does not mean you have a position in government. Eat a dick of shame.
Anyway, I shortly found myself blocked by this young man, and one of his fellow bloggers came to his rescue, telling me that none of what I was quoting was actually anything Mychal said. Well, he did. He said all of it.
Generally, when I get into a fight with somebody on Twitter, I'm super pissed for ten minutes and then instantly start cracking jokes and admitting where I'd been wrong. I don't like actually being mad at people, particularly regarding something as ultimately trivial as basketball. But I don't think I'm wrong this time. Undoubtedly, some people would be just as happy without my baseless ranting popping up on their Twitter feed. But I like the community, and I like getting into arguments with people because I feel like I'm constantly learning so much about a team I love. Frankly, however, I'm starting to feel like those with good opinions are just staying out of the fray, because they fear people like Mychal making bullshit statements and having his followers back him up, even if it's when he says something as FUCKING RETARDED as "how dare you question me, I own all the logos!"
I know I shouldn't post this because I'm contributing to a "rival" blog. And if this post, which I'm only posting here, results in USN asking me to fuck off, I'll do it. Because I don't think you should be able to utilize your position as an authority on sweatbands at a Fanzz store, plus the good luck of having landed a great job with an awesome blog, to sweat people after they've apologized for making a mistake.
Look, dude. You know you're trying to bully people who don't agree with you. Stop it.
*Apparently Mr. Lowman lives in Indiana, not Idaho, as suggested by his Twitter profile.
Wednesday, January 2, 2013
Dear Andrei
I'm guessing tonight will see an unfortunately vocal part of The Solution's attendees greet Andrei Kirilenko with hostility.
Sorry in advance, AK47.
Despite having spent ten productive seasons in a Utah Jazz uniform, Kirilenko remains a hotly debated part of Jazz history. Some argue that AK was too fragile physically to be effective (he played in 681 of 820 possible games, an 83% availability rate). Some argue that his game fell off after the 5x5 era (AK shot 44% from the field in 2003-04, and 50.6% in 2009-10). Others argue that he was too emotional, after having shed some tears while discussing his reduced role in 2007.
Of course, the biggest complaint was Kirilenko's final contract with the Jazz. After Kirilenko told a Russian newspaper in '07 that he was willing to walk from the remaining $63 million owed him by the Jazz and return to Russia, fans were able to do some math and figure that AK was getting paid roughly $16M per year during his final four years as a Jazzman. That's a staggering number, especially when considered against some of the other contracts on the team.
And the other contracts on the team weren't a bunch of slouches, either. Deron Williams, Carlos Boozer, and Mehmet Okur were all-star level players, and none of them were making what The Back Tattoo was pulling in. And to complicate matters, during the 2006-07 season, Kirilenko's scoring dropped to 8.3 points per game, the lowest in his career. In fact, '06-07 saw AK's lowest numbers in attempted field goals, free throw percentage, offensive and total rebounds, and assists.
Further muddying the AK retrospective waters is the fact that something rather important happened with the Utah Jazz in 2006-07. They went to the Western Conference finals. Call it a fluke or call it the best team under the LHM group since the statues left, the Jazz knocked on the door of a Conference Championship, only to get punished by the Spurs in five games.
Even if Utah caught a lot of breaks to make such a deep playoff run with such a young team, something shifted in fan attitudes regarding the resident Russian. He was playing poorly, crying on television, telling Russian newspapers he wanted out of the NBA if he wasn't going to be utilized correctly, and straying from the bounds of traditional marriage, all while making more annually than most Utah residents could dream of earning in a lifetime.
The funny thing about history is you can shape it to prove whatever point you desire. In the paragraph immediately preceding this one, it seems like AK was a real clown and that maybe the Jazz were right to have let him walk.
Alternately, you could remember Kirilenko like this: a workhorse player who improved every year he was utilized effectively. Sloan is known for asking his players to play their positions and their positions only. Following the end of the Stockton to Malone era, the Jazz had a tougher time fielding the 5-position roster with effective and talented players. The only real bright spot on the team from 2002-2005 was AK47. The kid could shoot. He could block shots. He could steal, he could dime, he could board. He could run the point or frustrate centers. There was literally nothing AK couldn't do in a pinch, and somebody in the Jazz front office recognized that.
Kirilenko was granted a monstrous contract because he was the only good part about the Jazz for 3 seasons. And when the coaching staff tried to push him back into the small forward box, Kirilenko's game suffered. Can you imagine the Jazz attempting to force a player who can't play a pure Jerry Sloan 3 to accept the role, only to watch him struggle? If you're having a hard time imagining such a scenario, ask Paul Millsap how well he thinks that works.
Basketball players are human. And Kirilenko responded in a human way: he talked to people, cried a little about watching an otherwise stellar career start to circle the drain, weighed his options, and disappeared for a while. And when he returned, his game had improved. AK posted his best FG% as a Jazzman in 2007-08, his best 3P% and his career high assists per 36 minutes (4.6). He continued to harass offensive players to a degree unlike any other post-Statue era player.
While AK's play should have earned him a reprieve from fans, the team's subsequent failure to make it back to the Conference Finals kept Jazzlandia searching for a scapegoat. "We can't build around Deron Williams with AK's contract." "Kirilenko is eating up too many minutes." "Andrei is hurt way too often." All of these excuses kept a noisy contingent of Jazz fans opposed to Kirilenko's continued presence on the team.
It is hard to dismiss a player getting paid huge sums of money only to miss 30% of a season due to a "phantom" injury like back spasms. But for anybody who has ever suffered a soft tissue injury, particularly a chronic one, you know there's nothing "phantom" about it. Yet Jazz Nation scorned AK as a soft player, a label that stuck all the easier since the guy had been willing to weep on camera.
And the money didn't help. Even as Kirilenko suggested he'd stay with the Jazz on a new contract for nine to ten million per year, fans rabidly called for his head. The brass, they shouted, on this overpaid ninny to request his market value from a team he missed 18 games with in his final season! How dare he!
So the Jazz low-balled him, and Kevin O'Connor lied on the radio, telling Jazz fans that Kirilenko was only good for 60% of the games played by the team while he was under contract. Kirilenko walked, played in Russia for a while, then signed up for two years in Minnesota. Good riddance.
Thus far in his inaugural season as a Timberwolf, AK47 is shooting 51.6% from the floor, a career high. He's still good for 1.7 steals and 1.4 blocks per game, along with 3.2 assists. And he's doing it for ten million a year. Marvin Williams, by comparison, is shooting 45.5%, with 0.4 steals, 0.6 blocks, and 0.9 assists for roughly $8.3M. Both players have missed 4 games due to injury.
I suppose this article isn't going to change the minds of those whose hearts are set against Andrei Kirilenko. But the facts bear out a different history than the one propagated by certain Twitter loudmouths. AK was the heart of the Utah Jazz franchise for three seasons. He earned an All-Star selection and two All-Defensive team selections. He is the only player in the history of the NBA, excluding Hakeem Olajuwon, to post two 5-by-5 games in a single season. Yeah, only eclipsed by HAKEEM F***ING OLAJUWON. Not bad company.
Andrei Kirilenko represented a new direction for the Jazz, one based on multi-dimensional players with live offenses not limited to pick-and-rolls, but where defense and hustle were still the key playmakers. Only when the Jazz tried to force AK into a role that simply didn't work for him did Kirilenko falter. Once the coaching staff realized they were mis-using a powerful tool, AK47 promptly returned to being one of the most efficient players on the Jazz roster.
More than any of that: he was a player who, every year, was fun to watch on both ends of the court.
So boo him if you must, Jazz fans. But know that you look like a real ass doing it.
And the other contracts on the team weren't a bunch of slouches, either. Deron Williams, Carlos Boozer, and Mehmet Okur were all-star level players, and none of them were making what The Back Tattoo was pulling in. And to complicate matters, during the 2006-07 season, Kirilenko's scoring dropped to 8.3 points per game, the lowest in his career. In fact, '06-07 saw AK's lowest numbers in attempted field goals, free throw percentage, offensive and total rebounds, and assists.
Further muddying the AK retrospective waters is the fact that something rather important happened with the Utah Jazz in 2006-07. They went to the Western Conference finals. Call it a fluke or call it the best team under the LHM group since the statues left, the Jazz knocked on the door of a Conference Championship, only to get punished by the Spurs in five games.
Even if Utah caught a lot of breaks to make such a deep playoff run with such a young team, something shifted in fan attitudes regarding the resident Russian. He was playing poorly, crying on television, telling Russian newspapers he wanted out of the NBA if he wasn't going to be utilized correctly, and straying from the bounds of traditional marriage, all while making more annually than most Utah residents could dream of earning in a lifetime.
The funny thing about history is you can shape it to prove whatever point you desire. In the paragraph immediately preceding this one, it seems like AK was a real clown and that maybe the Jazz were right to have let him walk.
Alternately, you could remember Kirilenko like this: a workhorse player who improved every year he was utilized effectively. Sloan is known for asking his players to play their positions and their positions only. Following the end of the Stockton to Malone era, the Jazz had a tougher time fielding the 5-position roster with effective and talented players. The only real bright spot on the team from 2002-2005 was AK47. The kid could shoot. He could block shots. He could steal, he could dime, he could board. He could run the point or frustrate centers. There was literally nothing AK couldn't do in a pinch, and somebody in the Jazz front office recognized that.
Kirilenko was granted a monstrous contract because he was the only good part about the Jazz for 3 seasons. And when the coaching staff tried to push him back into the small forward box, Kirilenko's game suffered. Can you imagine the Jazz attempting to force a player who can't play a pure Jerry Sloan 3 to accept the role, only to watch him struggle? If you're having a hard time imagining such a scenario, ask Paul Millsap how well he thinks that works.
Basketball players are human. And Kirilenko responded in a human way: he talked to people, cried a little about watching an otherwise stellar career start to circle the drain, weighed his options, and disappeared for a while. And when he returned, his game had improved. AK posted his best FG% as a Jazzman in 2007-08, his best 3P% and his career high assists per 36 minutes (4.6). He continued to harass offensive players to a degree unlike any other post-Statue era player.
While AK's play should have earned him a reprieve from fans, the team's subsequent failure to make it back to the Conference Finals kept Jazzlandia searching for a scapegoat. "We can't build around Deron Williams with AK's contract." "Kirilenko is eating up too many minutes." "Andrei is hurt way too often." All of these excuses kept a noisy contingent of Jazz fans opposed to Kirilenko's continued presence on the team.
It is hard to dismiss a player getting paid huge sums of money only to miss 30% of a season due to a "phantom" injury like back spasms. But for anybody who has ever suffered a soft tissue injury, particularly a chronic one, you know there's nothing "phantom" about it. Yet Jazz Nation scorned AK as a soft player, a label that stuck all the easier since the guy had been willing to weep on camera.
And the money didn't help. Even as Kirilenko suggested he'd stay with the Jazz on a new contract for nine to ten million per year, fans rabidly called for his head. The brass, they shouted, on this overpaid ninny to request his market value from a team he missed 18 games with in his final season! How dare he!
So the Jazz low-balled him, and Kevin O'Connor lied on the radio, telling Jazz fans that Kirilenko was only good for 60% of the games played by the team while he was under contract. Kirilenko walked, played in Russia for a while, then signed up for two years in Minnesota. Good riddance.
Thus far in his inaugural season as a Timberwolf, AK47 is shooting 51.6% from the floor, a career high. He's still good for 1.7 steals and 1.4 blocks per game, along with 3.2 assists. And he's doing it for ten million a year. Marvin Williams, by comparison, is shooting 45.5%, with 0.4 steals, 0.6 blocks, and 0.9 assists for roughly $8.3M. Both players have missed 4 games due to injury.
I suppose this article isn't going to change the minds of those whose hearts are set against Andrei Kirilenko. But the facts bear out a different history than the one propagated by certain Twitter loudmouths. AK was the heart of the Utah Jazz franchise for three seasons. He earned an All-Star selection and two All-Defensive team selections. He is the only player in the history of the NBA, excluding Hakeem Olajuwon, to post two 5-by-5 games in a single season. Yeah, only eclipsed by HAKEEM F***ING OLAJUWON. Not bad company.
Andrei Kirilenko represented a new direction for the Jazz, one based on multi-dimensional players with live offenses not limited to pick-and-rolls, but where defense and hustle were still the key playmakers. Only when the Jazz tried to force AK into a role that simply didn't work for him did Kirilenko falter. Once the coaching staff realized they were mis-using a powerful tool, AK47 promptly returned to being one of the most efficient players on the Jazz roster.
More than any of that: he was a player who, every year, was fun to watch on both ends of the court.
So boo him if you must, Jazz fans. But know that you look like a real ass doing it.
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