Philippine Octobers are
as exciting as a can of liver spread. In the United States, this is baseball
playoffs season, and everyone goes nuts there for this reason, among others
(read: Elections). (Digression: I like baseball but just because I can’t talk
about it to 763 out of the 770 people I know, it’s pretty lame. End of
digression) But in the Philippines, nothing happens in October other than a few
birthdays here and there, one or two super typhoon visits, the start of
sembreak, and Oktoberfest—which isn’t quite what it’s hyped to be considering
that it’s pretty much Oktoberfest every freakin’ month this side of the planet.
Of the “ber” months, it is only October that does not have a song named after it
or even mentioned in its title (e.g. “September” by Earth, Wind and Fire,
“November Rain” by Guns and Roses, “My December” by Linkin Park). (Digression:
Actually, Amy Winehouse has a song titled “October Song” but because I still
had to google to find it it out, it shouldn’t count in my book. End of
digression.) Or in student parlance, if you say you are “Octoberian,” it pretty
much means you are distinguished from the “normal” graduate who gets to finish
on the usual culmination month. It’s just not a sexy month.
The only good thing
about October, at least for us hoops fans, is that it marks the realization of heaps
and heaps of pent-up anticipation for the NBA season. Those sleepless nights
when visions of Steve Nash lobbing alley-oops to Dwight, Lebron finding Rayray
from deep, or Anthony Davis swatting every moving object that enters his area
of responsibility, will finally cease to be just mere visions. This is when
training camp begins, pre-season starts, and the season finally tips-off.
So in order to satiate
my hunger for hoops before I get to chew a truckload of it come November, here
are my pre-season predictions for the coming NBA season.
In the tradition of The
Sports Guy, my picks:
(Disclaimer: Again,
these are predictions which are entirely based on hunches, speculations, and
long stares at the ceiling. Feel free to have your own opinion on any matter
written herein.)
DEFENSIVE PLAYER OF THE YEAR
Dwight
Howard
Tyson Chandler winning
the award last year was an aberration. The guy did not even make it to the
All-Defensive First Team, which is quite an irony. After dominating the
category for three consecutive seasons, the first time ever any human being
accomplishing this feat, until he lost it last year, you know D-12 wants his
baby back. Add to this an empowered role as anchor of the new Laker defense,
you are sure that any small guy who gets by Steve Nash’s matador defense will
find himself in deep shit when he sees Superman lurking under the basket.
SIXTH MAN OF THE YEAR
Jason Terry
The Jet was brought in
by the Celtics as replacement for Ray Allen who “treacherously” transferred to
conference rival Miami. But he won’t be starting. Doc Rivers has already made
up his mind to have him off the bench. Well and good, as the Jet’s instant
offense would be like a burst of Nitrous Oxide to the Celtic bench. Just ask
the Mavericks.
ROOKIE OF THE YEAR
Damian
Lillard
He tore up Summer
League, and he’s tearing up pre-season but this will be as unpopular a pick as
Kedebon. Much as I like Anthony Davis and Michael Kidd-Gilchrist, but I think
the Sixth Over-all Pick from less-known Weber State is the most ready to
contribute big for his team this season. He will be the Blazers’ starting point
guard, and is expected to produce immediately given the relative lack of
offensive firepower on the team. And on that regard, we can expect him to carry
a big chunk of the scoring load while also performing his facilitating chores
as point guard—which will immediately impact his PPG and APG numbers. So, I’m
betting on him for this season. But of course, he is not going to be better
than The Brow or MKD in the long run. That you can count on.
MOST IMPROVED PLAYER
Wesley
Johnson
I would have inserted
John Wall’s name here thinking that this year would be his coming-out party,
until his knees came crashing for an early season injury. So, in default, I
choose a Phoenix Sun—Wesley Johnson. Johnson is a former 4th
over-all pick who has so far fallen short of expectations. Back in Syracuse, he
was a total stud who thrived under the fast-paced offense and confidence given
him by Jim Boeheim. In Minnesota, he was a round peg trying to squeeze into a
square hole. He is long, athletic and has a decent stroke, and with this change
of scenery to the Suns who, like Syracuse, are always looking to go full
throttle, he may just get his college mojo back and finally live up to the hype.
COACH OF THE YEAR
Alvin
Gentry
Every so-called
basketball expert has basically written the post-Nash Suns off and labeled as
shoo-ins for the lottery, but I’m getting a feeling Alvin Gentry is going to
surprise a lot of folks this season. So for the realistic, though remote,
possibility that the Suns are going to make a decent run for the playoffs in
spite of their glaring roster deficiencies, their coach should bag this.
EXECUTIVE OF THE YEAR
Danny
Ainge
At the end of Game Seven
of last season’s Eastern Conference Finals when Miami shattered the collective
hearts of the Celtics, Doc Rivers looked like a mom about to lose a son to
marriage. He was emotional, almost in tears. We were watching then what we
thought was the end of an era—the final hurrah of the Boston Big Four. We
thought then that the Celtics were poised to return to the irrelevant Celtics
of the late 90’s to early 2000’s.
Fast forward to this
season, and these Celtics don’t look anything like what we envisioned. Yes, the
Big Four indeed broke up in a sense, but Ray Allen’s shoes seem like they will
be ably filled-up by Jason Terry. Jarred Sullinger looks like a steal in the
draft. Coming off respective injuries, Jeff Green has been tearing it up in the
pre-season and Avery Bradley is looking to improve on his already impressive
rookie campaign last season. Factor in the tremendous learning experience and
confidence Rondo gained last playoffs, and the steady presence of KG and
Pierce, and you still have a contender. Not enough though to beat the Heat, but
good enough to at least contend. So that’s a big congrats to Danny Ainge for
refusing to be left for dead.
MOST VALUABLE PLAYER
Lebron
James
Does anyone of you honestly
think that after Lebron has finally grown some balls and figured out how to use
his exceptional athleticism and physique to dominate the game of basketball
during the last playoffs, he would just throw it all away and return to his awkward
fade-aways from 15 feet and beta-male complex during crunch time? I don’t think
so too either.
MVP RUNNER-UP
Chris Paul
As CP3 is seeing his
Staples Center housemates—the Lakers—revamp their roster and push themselves as
legit title contenders, he must be seething mad inside (because if Stern did
not veto last year’s trade to the Lakers, he may have been a Laker by now). Yes
he now has a hopefully-sane Lamar Odom, a healthy Grant Hill and a still-explosive
Jamal Crawford, plus a year older Blake Griffin, but he very well knows that in
order to equal or at least come within a few notches close to their city rivals,
he has to be the absolute best pointguard in the game. He has to create the
separation between him and the next best—whoever that may be. He needs to take
masterful control of the Clippers, talented as they are. He has to make the
plays when it counts. And with his fiery competitiveness, you know he’ll be up
to the task at hand.
EASTERN CONFERENCE CHAMPS
Miami Heat
Unless Lebron suffers
some nasty freak injury in the playoffs, no one in the East can touch the Heat.
No one. Not the crippled Bulls. Not the aging Celtics. Not the inconsistent
Knicks. Not the up-and-coming Nets. No one. So for the third year in a row,
give the Eastern title to Miami. They are a huge-ass dinosaur right now, way
too much for their eastern competition to swallow.
Western Conference Champs
Oklahoma
City Thunder
Unlike in the East where
the choice is pretty much locked, the West should be in for a photo-finish. The
defending Western Champs, though, are in for a solid challenge from the ridiculously
formidable Lakers, the much-improved Clippers, the dangerous Nuggets and the
steady Spurs. Not to mention two darkhorses in the Grizzlies and T-wolves.
That’s about as solid a playoff cast as you can get. I’m giving this to the
Thunder though on the ground of “equity of the incumbent.” Plus they got potential
jackpots in former No. 2 pick defensive specialist Hasheem Thabeet and former
can’t-miss prospect Perry Jones III.
Darkhorse of the Year
Minnesota
Timberwolves
Sure,
All-Star Kevin Love will be out for two months, and sophomore sensation Rubio
still has to come back. And sure, this team is a perennial lighting rod of bad
luck. But for sure, you also know that this team was in the cusp of the
playoffs last year—without Rubio for most of the season. And you also know that
Euroleague MVP Andrei Kirilenko and Russian National Team pointguard Alexei
Shved, fresh from sensational Olympics tenures, are out to prove that they
belong in the big league, with the big boys. Add to this the fact that Nikola
Pekovic is proving that he can mix it up with the best bigs of the game. And
whaddayaknow, you got a playoff contender who is going to strike fear into the
hearts of any first round opponent.