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April 22, 2009

–Only douchebags wear shades indoors, Part 2:

–Miracles do happen, Part 2:

No, your eyes are not deceiving you. That is indeed an image of Carlos Boozer diving for a loose ball. I know. I couldn’t believe it either.

–Jazz Nation, don’t expect to see Memo in Game 3 or maybe for the rest of the series:

The one-time NBA All-Star from Turkey was offered advice by teammate Carlos Boozer, who’s had hamstring issues of his own — and previously missed more than half a season because of it.

“He told me, ‘Just keep getting treatment; you’ll get better,’ ” Okur said. [source]

Hammy and injury advice from Boozer. Kill me now.

–The description of Powerhouse’s 4/21 “Best of” podcast:

what has to happen for a Jazz win tonight? If Carlos Boozer took Ronnie Brewer aside to talk about shooting, shouldn’t Brewer pull Boozer aside about defense?

–And speaking of completely appalling defense, John Hollinger discusses the worst defensive play of the playoffs so far:

“It started when the Lakers’ Trevor Ariza went in on two Utah defenders and missed a shot. After it came off the rim, the ball was tipped in the air by Kyle Korver, and retrieved by L.A.’s Shannon Brown, who took a dribble, pivoted and threw an underhand pass to Ariza, who then gathered, took a step and dunked. All this time, no other Jazz player entered the picture. In fact, none of them crossed half court. Deron Williams, Ronnie Brewer and Carlos Boozer all stayed in the backcourt and watched as Korver and Andrei Kirilenko tried unsuccessfully to get a stop. If you look closely at the replay you can see that Williams was holding a sand wedge, Brewer had a fishing rod and Boozer was on the phone with his agent.”


The Oregonian quotes Dikembe Mutombo: “I’m going to need surgery. For me, basketball is over. I cried so much about it when I was laying on the floor.”

His 18-year NBA career ended Tuesday night with a gruesome knee injury midway through his 1,297th game. He left the floor on a stretcher after every single teammate had surrounded him on the floor.

That gesture spoke volumes about what they thought of him. He’s the funniest, smartest professional athlete you will ever meet.

He has that booming raspy voice, that wide smile and that very loud laugh. …

Afterward in Houston’s locker room, the 7-foot-2 veteran was on crutches and fighting back tears. “Nobody ever thought they’d be carrying the big guy out like a wounded soldier,” he said. [source]

This is one of the saddest things I’ve ever read. It’s always sad when fate prevents people from retiring on their own terms. Chin up, Deke.

Who can forget this?

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