• 2005-07-30

    就是这场 - [篮球笔记]


    当地时间1996年6月16日
    NBA总决赛第6场
    就是这场
    是我爱篮球的开始
    贡献帅图一张,昨天我去照像馆将这张图放大了,作为纪念,不过下周二才能取到




    附加五个大俗字儿:点击看大图[face10]





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  • Michael Jordan: Modern-Day Icon



    By Art Thiel



    In a culture with an inexhaustible passion to rank, to quantify, to compare and contrast everything, Michael Jordan became the universal measuring device for appraising greatness. Jordan the athlete, as well as cultural icon, had such an effect on global society that descriptions of standout athletes in other sports, as well as top artists, business executives and elite achievers in any field, began with: "He/she is the Michael Jordan of ... "

    The person being described was never quite "the Jordan of ..." but it was a point of reference almost universally understood. The standard response?

    "Oh, really? Wow."

    Jordan so dominated the basketball world that, for the second half of a pro career that spanned 1984-98, there was no debate about the game’s supreme player -- an astonishing distinction in a time when superb athletes proliferate. Previous eras argued Wilt versus Russell, Robertson versus West, Magic versus Bird. But Jordan stood alone, so far ahead of his peers that individual rivalry ceased.

    He was so far apart that he even broke a basic rule of literature: All protagonists must have antagonists. Jordan remained a great drama despite the lack of a persistent adversary. With attention unsplintered, the focus went to the ultimate player instead of the ultimate battle.

    He even undid team rivalries. His Chicago Bulls won six of the eight championships from 1991-98 against five different teams from the Western Conference. The Bulls’ misses were in 1994 and 1995 when Jordan missed most of two seasons while playing baseball. It was the only period in Jordan’s pro athletic career when the phrase "minor league" could be attached with accuracy.

    Even his Bulls teammates had a hard time keeping up. In spanning the decade of the ’90s with championships, he had only a single teammate for the entire time -- Scottie Pippen. The Bulls’ roster was remade several times, but the Jordan-Pippen axis was invulnerable to any basketball force from outside or inside.

    Most remarkably, neither Jordan nor Pippen was the 7-foot monolith previously believed to be the mandatory requirement for sustained NBA success. Basketball’s presumed minimum physical virtue, height, was not a part of their games and almost no part of the Bulls’ championships. Jordan was of mortal appearance, but not of mortal deed. Or as Larry Bird put it after he watched Jordan score 63 points in a playoff game against his Celtics in 1986, "I think he’s God disguised as Michael Jordan."

    A little hyperbolic, but it also seemed as if earth rules never applied. Even he seemed to sense something a little cosmic.

    "I don’t know about flying," Jordan said in 1995, "but sometimes it feels like I have these little wings on my feet."

    The last image of Jordan’s on-court career -- a game-winning 20-foot jumper in Salt Lake City’s Delta Center in June, 1998, to beat the Jazz for the Bulls’ final Jordan-era championship -- was a repeat of so many devastating knockout punches that it seemed he had been doing these feats forever. In fact, it took a long time to reach the pro pinnacle, a steady appreciation over nine years -- from the skinny North Carolina freshman’s jump shot to win the 1982 NCAA Championship to the Bulls’ defeat of the Los Angeles Lakers for the 1991 NBA title -- before his nonpareil status was certified.

    Until then, the conventional wisdom was that Jordan was like many an individual scoring champion and/or highlight-video player -- a part greater than the whole. But Jordan demonstrated that extraordinary physical gifts were not sufficient by themselves to create the game’s greatest player.

    "The thing about Michael is he takes nothing about his game for granted," said Phil Jackson, who shared Jordan’s six title rings while coaching the Bulls. "When he first came into the league in 1984, he was primarily a penetrator. His outside shooting wasn’t up to pro st
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  • 2005-07-21

    Bulls Dynasty - [篮球笔记]



    DYNASTY
    Chicago Bulls



    By Jackie MacMullan



    The very definition of a dynasty requires a franchise to be rooted in endurance, consistency and, above all, excellence. It is one thing to win a championship by capturing the fleeting combination of chemistry, talent and luck; it is quite another to be able to sustain that exquisite, delicate balance. Only a few teams in basketball history have been able to do that.

    Perhaps that is why the dominance of the Chicago Bulls, who won six championships from 1991 to 1998, was so exceptional. At a time when parity ruled the sporting world, the Bulls emerged as the invincible force of the ‘90s, the team of the decade and, arguably, a team for the ages.

    Michael Jordan, the most compelling athlete of his era, was at the epicenter of this collection of competitors, who varied in ages, backgrounds and temperament. Like any champions, they needed time together to nurture and grow, to allow their roots to take hold.

    How do you measure when a dynasty is born?

    Was it a balmy afternoon in Richfield, Ohio, in 1989, two years before the first championship was actually won, when Jordan, only 26 years old, soared above the outstretched arm of Cleveland guard Craig Ehlo, and willed in an 18-foot jump shot through the strings so neatly, it left the favored Cavaliers frozen in stunned disbelief? The basket secured a 101-100 Chicago victory, and eliminated Cleveland from the playoffs. For Jordan, it was validation that his gaudy individual skills could lead his team to greatness.

    Although the Bulls would later fall to their nemesis, the Detroit Pistons, in the Eastern Conference Finals, Air Jordan’s shot on May 7, 1989, elevated himself and the Bulls to a new level.

    And yet, wasn’t the evolution of another key figure, Coach Phil Jackson, equally important to the cause? Jackson, a free-spirited basketball junkie, was once considered too liberal for the palates of the button-down NBA owners. He was a man who practiced Zen Buddhism, shunned neckties and drove the team van of his Continental Basketball Association team, the Albany Patroons, who won the 1984 CBA title under him. Jackson’s CBA training taught him how to handle the unexpected, to juggle personnel, to practice infinite patience, to understand sacrifice.

    He was hired as a Chicago assistant to Doug Collins in 1987; two seasons later, he moved a few inches to the left on the bench, and became the league’s resident Zen master. Jackson burned incense, chanted ancient Indian rites, passed out paperback books, massaged egos and laid down the law. The Bulls won 55 games in his first season as head coach, more than any other rookie coach had before him. But more importantly, Jordan grew to trust Jackson completely.

    The coach and the player each had their trusted companions. Jordan’s ally in this dance through history was Scottie Pippen, a wiry forward with long arms whose exceptional ballhandling skills and defensive instincts complemented Jordan’s athletic gifts. Jackson’s sidekick was an old-time basketball legend, Tex Winter, the proponent of the Triangle Offense, a man who demanded cooperation, selflessness and above all, the commitment of his players.

    The assembly of this central cast cemented one firm fact from 1991 forward: As long as Jordan and the Bulls were prowling the NBA, everyone else was playing for second.

    The NBA saw how special he was when he dropped 63 points on the Celtics on April 20, 1986, in a playoff game at storied Boston Garden. Yet he was dismissed as a preposterous individual talent that simply had not been able to grasp the team concept, or make others around him better.

    Jordan dedicated himself to proving that theory incorrect, understanding the only way to eradicate that criticism was to win a title. By the 1990-91 season, Chicago had become more comfortable with Winter’s Triangle, which centered on players cutt
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  • 我们的驻美记者跟我说,他很不待见 LeBron James
    原因是他今年在 Denver 见过 LeBron 的光屁股,以及 what you know 那个部位[face06]
    LeBron 光着身子晃荡,女记者都不敢正眼瞧他

    LeBron 何等大人物,竟然如此流氓
    不不不
    流氓也就算了,反正比他更流氓的“MJ 接班人”又不是没有(强奸犯[face40])

    “MJ 接班人”的话题非常无趣滴争论鸟好多年
    最终锁定在 LeBron 身上
    集万千宠爱于一身
    The Chosen One

    一般来讲,但凡有点身份和地位的人,打完球洗完澡都要穿戴整齐了才出来
    次一点的,也会围个毛巾再出来换衣服,最多给你看个光屁股
    只有那种没有人看的小混混,才会光着身子大摇大摆地走出来

    MJ 当年绝对是西装革履
    强奸犯当然跟 MJ 一样
    奥肥肥连帽子都戴上才出来
    …………

    可以得出两种结论:
    第一,LeBron 天生无邪,从小家里穷,光着屁股习惯了
    第二,LeBron 还没跟 MJ 学会穿衣服,所以离 MJ 还有很长一段路要走

    下面就是今天的男主人公



    很遗憾我无法提供他的裸照
    呃~~我们驻美记者用手跟我比划着说
    What you know 那个部位
    长度很可观[face13]
    嗯[face06]


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  • 不要看这篇
    不管你喜不喜欢 Michael Jordan,都不要看这篇
    因为这是一个对 Michael Jordan 无条件信服的人一种自我满足自我安慰的方式,说白了就是yy
    所以,这件事情,我有快感就行了[face19]你就不要掺和了

    论题是 Michael Jordan 为什么是 all-time No. 1
    以及偶为什么以“神”来代称 Michael Jordan [face02]



    完美No.1
    无数成就,无数纪录
    20世纪90年代的成功
    尤其是1998年那最后一投,完美到了极致




    完整No.1
    从底层到顶层,完整的奋斗过程
    没有侥幸,没有投机取巧
    经历了痛苦,成就感更大


    人格魅力No.1
    自信(自负)的个性,让他的成功当中包含了很多精神层面的东西
    这是那么多人被他征服的源泉


    成长空间No.1
    最可怕的不是天下无敌,而是——无论他已经有多好,都可以把自己提高到新的境界
    从得分高手到得分王;从扣篮到跳投,再到经典后仰跳投加三分球;从只会进攻到攻守兼备;从个人成功到球队总冠军;从第一个三连冠到第一次退役再到第二个三连冠……
    无穷的成长空间
    你永远不知道他到底有多好


    人气No.1
    这得益于他的成功,得益于他的人格魅力,也得益于那个年代
    20世纪90年代NBA向全世界扩张,看NBA的人数最大化,喜欢 MJ 的人数最大化


    商业No.1
    特别的时代,特别的人物,造成特别的商业价值
    经济基础决定上层建筑,商业价值决定超越篮球的社会地位




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    Charley Rosen
    All-time best shooting guards

    No. 1 — MICHAEL JORDAN

    This pick is a layup.

    Most go-to scorers tend to coast on defense to conserve energy for their ball-time responsibilities. Jordan was the rare exception whose unyielding defense allowed him to win ball games with clutch plays at either end of the court.

    Besides his transcendent talents, the X-factor in Jordan’s success was his incredible competitive edge. MJ would practice with more intensity than most of his peers demonstrated during games. And if a team’s superstar practiced with all his might, then the last scrub on the bench was motivated to do the same.

    The most amazing single basketball play that I’ve ever witnessed was performed by Michael Jordan: In October 1989, when I was coaching the Rockford Lightning in the Continental Basketball Association, I happened to be at the Deerfield Multiplex for Chicago Bulls’ initial training camp session of the season. Since the Bulls were Rockford’s NBA "affiliate," I had dibs on every draft choice and free agent who would eventually be cut by the Bulls. The player I was looking hardest at was Matt Brust, a 6-4 tough guy signed as camp fodder out of St. John’s.

    For the first few days of any training camp, the protocol is traditional: The important veteran players cruise through the drills and scrimmages, while everybody else busts their hump from baseline to baseline. That’s why, in an otherwise lukewarm scrimmage, Jordan came sashaying to the basket in a semi-break situation, casually gearing up to amuse the in-crowd with his first slam-bang dunk of the new season. But Brust, hustling like his pants were on fire, caught up with Jordan and proceeded to His Airness on his royal keister.

    BAM! Jordan went down and didn’t move for a few moments. Suddenly the gym was hushed as the trainers scurried onto the court. The only sound was Jerry Krause choking on one of his breakfast donuts ...

    ... until Jordan finally climbed to his feet, shook off the ministrations of the trainers, and motioned for the scrimmage to resume. But the fearsome look in MJ’s eyes foretold a revenge that would be both devastating and creative.

    On the very next sequence Jordan pilfered a careless pass and was once again headed hoopward-and there was Brust, chasing the ball and intent on a command performance.

    The first hint of trouble was when Jordan slowed down somewhat to allow Brust to catch him. Then, as before, Jordan elevated to the basket, palming the ball in his right hand. This time, just as Brust launche
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  • 从今天起,打造篮球文化人的Blog[face19]
    某些人不要笑,俺自称“文化人”有什么不对的?[face46]俺天天坐办公室、写文章、出报纸,本来就是文化人嘛[face02]
    所以,从今天开始,就是要打造篮球文化人的Blog[face43]
    向孟静的娱乐Blog学习,向王小峰的文化Blog学习

    我要说的当然是篮球的事,是NBA的事
    能说多少,能不能持之以恒地写下去,就看自己往后能有多大长进了


    最近在做NBA历史
    NBA这么多年,篮球这么大个世界,从来没有天下无敌,从来没有百无一用
    所谓“天下无敌”,所谓“百无一用”,都是被人为地夸大了某些部分,同时掩盖了某些部分
    作为一个篮球文化人,偶就是要去伪存真,用偶滴Blog尽量还事情以本来面目
    把夸大的缩小,把掩盖的摆出来(嗯,怎么都觉着自己像个篮球史学家^_^)
    因此从这个话题开始,是为纲

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    George Mikan 作为当年的内线霸王,职业生涯投篮命中率才刚过40%;1949年总决赛,Red Auerbach 一招限制接球,就让他只拿10分。

    Wilt Chamberlain 只拿两个总冠军,谈何天下无敌。

    Bill Russell 防不住 Chamberlain 得分,却防得住他拿冠军——反过来说当然也成立。

    Larry Bird 跟 Magic Johnson 互为天敌。

    神没在总决赛输过,但打进总决赛之前耗掉7年,Detroit Pistons 斗掉他半条命;1996年冠军拿得轻松,但 Gary Payton 把神防到 27.3 ppg,命中率待查;1998年从 Indiana Pacers 到 Utah Jazz,神透支。

    Shaquille O’Neal 就算了吧,现在只能打一节比赛了,Detroit Pistons 搞他颇有心得,Elden Campbell 防他顶都顶不动。

    一个人拿不了冠军,所以 Mikan 身边还有三个名人堂球员,所以 Bill Russell 的名人堂队友比谁都多,所以 Chamberlain 转过两次队,所以 Bird 和 Magic 是最好的团队球员,所以神要玩“Triangle Offense”,所以 O’Neal 到 Miami 还是打不赢 Detroit。

    当然,这些一点都不影响他们的伟大。

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    1984年榜眼秀,没错,就是排在神前面那位,Sam Bowie,1989-90赛季 10.1 rpg + 14.7 ppg。

    百无一用的人进不了NBA,谁也不知道第三位就可以挑到神的。



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