Showing posts with label bulls coach. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bulls coach. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 7, 2008

A Chicago 3-pack: D'Antoni, Benson and Guillen

Noise coming out of Bristol today indicates that the Bulls are just a few shuffles of paper away from locking Mike D’Antoni up as their head coach. I’ve respected the man since his success started with the Suns during the 2004-05 season, but since then it’s grown based on his service to Team USA and his international style of offensive X's and O's. The more I read about Mike D’Antoni, the more I like him.

Did you know that as a player he was the greatest point guard in Italian basketball history? Kobe was living there as a child and recognized D’Antoni as his favorite player (even adopting his #8 when he came to the Lakers). He’s had coaching success in Italy as well as the NBA and it seems like a real solid step in the right direction if his basketball theory lands in the Windy City.

The Bulls will still be paying a buyout of Scott Skiles contract to the tune of $4 million next year, but what this team needs is a confident, tested leader. When you bring in an assistant coach with upside like Tom Thibodeau of the Celtics, you never know if you’ll be getting a Lovie Smith or a Dick Jauron (wha-wha-whaaaa). Bottomline, if you look at the Bulls roster and deselect some of the undesirable team-concept guys (Duhon, Hughes), modify roles of uber-athletic guys who want to run (Thomas, Deng, Sefolosha), transform the slashers into sharpshooters (Gordon, Nocioni) and perhaps rejuvenate a point guard gone sideways (Hinrich) then this might be a palatable team next year. In my opinion, none of that happens without D’Antoni's offensive schemes.



It’s no secret that I’m a Thomas Jones fan. It’s also no secret that I’m not wild about Cedric Benson. These two factors shouldn’t preclude me from having a rational reaction to Benson’s recent run-in with the law, but they almost did. Let me explain.

Cedric Benson has presented himself as a malcontent on Chicago sportstalk radio, he’s been prickly and presumptious about his playing time and done very few things to endear himself to Bears fans once he got the starting nod. This being said, after my initial knee-jerk reaction of disgust and disappointment (in the wake of Clemens hubris that denial shall ultimately exonerate you) has changed in the passing days. The fact that he didn’t get breathalized onboard but deemed drunk, the fact that his parents were onboard, the fact that he is earnestly pleading his case which seems plausible (unlike Clemens) have all added up to something of an interesting situation for me. Now, do I think he was drunk? I have no idea. Do I think Benson was “nothing but cooperative”? Again, it’s hard to say. However, if I’ve learned one thing from watching countless Cops marathons in my youth, it’s that the moment a black guy asks a question or seeks an explanation with any iota of hostility in his voice, officers immediately break out the tasers and billy clubs. This is how it works.

I hope Cedric Benson gets a fair trial and I hope Matt Forte can run the ball. Wow, I just read that last sentence and I can’t believe the Bears were in the Super Bowl a mere 15 months ago.



Ozzie Guillen has been a lifelong member of the White Sox family. He played there, he manages there and he won a World Series there so I can understand his vitriol for the Cubs. I really can, shit, some times I get sick of all the fluff and national attention we get. When ESPN did a Cubs/Mets game two weeks ago, there were about 30 instances where the announcers slurped Wrigley Field or Friendly Confines Faithful. It’s obnoxious, ongoing and I can honestly understand why other fan bases HATE us.

That being said, Ozzie Guillen is a whinny, frustrated, self-promoting jagoff who thinks his shit doesn’t stink because he’s “a baseball man”. He’s so super sensitive about what the Chicago media prints about him, yet he’s always so brash and disrespectful. I recall during their World Series year when a reporter asked him about an upcoming tilt with their cross-town rivals, he’s waved his hand and said dismissively, “Fuck the Cubs. Why should I care about them?”. Ozzie picks fights with local columnist Jay Mariotti which really only sells issues of the Sun Times and lowers him to Jay’s level (which is pretty fucking low if you’ve ever read him). He cites the anniversary of the Lee Elia tirade but as always misses the point. He demands respect, but he doesn't understand that respect is earned and ultimately comes off like on of those drunk people on The Real World. I’m generally of the mind that whatever you give people, they will return. If you treat others with kindness and respect, for the most part, that’s exactly what you’ll get back. Ozzie claims the Chicago media is fickle, unfairly favors the Cubs and doesn’t give the White Sox respect.

Well Ozzie, that’s probably because they write what you give them.

Thursday, April 24, 2008

Scott Skiles does his defensive slide up I-94

The NFL draft is only a few dozen hours away. The Cubs are tied with the Diamondbacks for the best record in baseball. The Champions League Semis have produced two first-leg draws. The NHL playoffs are not only watchable, but genuinely compelling. Chris Paul, Lebron James and Kobe Bryant are straight up shitting on people in the first round. It seems like there's a wealth of sports related stories to explore, but I'm stuck on some news that happened a few days ago. It was the kind of news that made the ESPN crawl but you'd never notice it. The news got 15 seconds on Sportscenter before being forgotten amidst the din of an ever-blossoming Isiah Thomas saga. I'm speaking, of course, about Scott Skiles accepting the Head Coach position with the Milwaukee Bucks.

When it comes to basketball success, I'm a firm believer in defense. Jordan wasn't the greatest because he averaged 30.1 points, 6.2 rebounds and 5.3 assists for his career. He was the greatest because he also averaged 2.3 steals and .8 blocks as a 6'6" shooting guard. He stepped up his game for 94 feet. There was no chance that you were getting a free pass if he was marking up on you. That's what playoff basketball supremacy is founded on. Just ask the Spurs.

Let's be honest, taking charges isn't glamorous. Boxing out is hard work. Trusting your teammate with a switch at the high post takes patience, practice and understanding. You can shoot the hell out of the ball but if the lane toward your basket is comprised of harmless arm-and-leg turnstiles than you'll never win. The hot hands will turn cold and your bedrock will buckle no matter how attractive your roster looks on paper. Just ask the Nuggets.

Scott Skiles assumed the helm of the Bulls only sixteen games into the 2003-04 season. This was a team that Paul Shirley averaged 12.3 minutes over his seven game trial as our backup power forward. Jerome Williams and Linton Johnson platooned down low starting a combined 52 games. Jamal Crawford averaged 16.5 FG attempts a game while shooting .386% from the field... over 73 starts. Basically, this was a miserable team that he inherited from long-armed Bill Cartwright. Skiles went 19-47 for the remainder of the season, but sadly, this was a vast improvement from the Tim Floyd era. Then something happened.

We drafted Ben Gordon, Luol Deng and Chris Duhon. All winners in college. All students of the game under solid and sound basketball minds. They were young, talented guys who could work well within a system. Basically, the best kind. Partly because of these reasons, all three averaged at least 25 minutes on a 47-win team in their rookie season. Skiles was the toast of the NBA. The Bulls were now the "Baby Bulls" that you don't dare sleep on. The next two seasons where highlighted with 41 wins and 49 wins and playoff progression each year. The predictions started flying shortly thereafter...

However, after a 9-16 start this year, Bulls management let Skiles go on Christmas Eve.

Skiles is a tough coach, but since when is that a bad thing? Just because the NBA bestows multi-million contracts to teenagers doesn't mean "a player's coach" is necessarily what you need to coddle and manage egos. If your franchise player is only interested in his stats, it takes a strong leader and teacher at coach to explain why team defense is going to progress "his" team into June (when legends are made). Discipline is essential to playing steady basketball over a grueling 82 game season and serious practices are the totem of such ideals. Scott Skiles provided that fair but stern rod for any player who had notions of self-satisfaction. He sat Tim Thomas without reservation. He shipped out bad attitude guys like Eddie Robinson. He created a nucleus of fundamentally sound professionals who were willing to play defense every night. That takes a ferocity of spirit, a pride of team, a desire of victory above all else. That's what a good coach does.

The Bulls under Skiles:

2004-2005 Opponents Field Goal Percentage: .422 (1st of 30)
Defensive Rating: 100.3 (2nd of 30)

2005-2006 Opponents Field Goal Percentage: .426 (1st of 30)
Defensive Rating: 103.4 (7th of 30)

2006-2007 Opponents Field Goal Percentage: .435 (2nd of 30)
Defensive Rating: 99.6 (1st of 30)


The Milwaukee Bucks over that same span:


2004-2005 Opponents Field Goal Percentage: .464 (27th of 30)
Defensive Rating: 109.8 (28th of 30)

2005-2006 Opponents Field Goal Percentage: .466 (24th of 30)
Defensive Rating: 107.4 (23rd of 30)

2006-2007 Opponents Field Goal Percentage: .480 (29th of 30)
Defensive Rating: 111.7 (29th of 30)

I'm generally not of the mind to judge too harshly or laud praise undeservedly on my Chicago coaches. Everyone gets two seasons and as long as they aren't flagrantly inept or decidedly overmatched, I can handle just about any experiment. But on the verge of a new hire for the Bulls, whether it's Rick Carlisle (go hoos) or Tom Izzo, Jeff Van Gundy or Tom Thibodeau... it'll be a step backward in my eyes.

Congrats Benny C, you just scooped up a bona fide coach.