The Window Closes

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Tango Is Down

A lot of my friends called me Sunday night to tell me that Osama Bin Laden got killed. I spent the evening out in the North End of Boston with my brother, his girlfriend, his best friend from college, my cousin, my mother and father, and my aunt. We were out celebrating my cousin and brother's birthdays. They were born on the same day, April 27th, three years apart.


On their actual birthday, I took them to the Garden to watch game 7 of the Bruins/Canadiens series. We had a blast cheering on the B's as they finally closed the door on Montreal for good in 2011. That night was just about the three of us, sitting up in the balcony, watching a hockey game and enjoying each other's company. Although no matter how nice it is when the three of us get together like that, we can never fully enjoy it. We can't because there is a fourth who is not at the game with us. His name was Matthew, and he was my oldest cousin on my mother's side. He was Jon's older brother, and he died in 2001 when a plane hit WTC1 where he was working for Cantor-Fitzgerald.


Matthew was a pretty impressive kid. He was really enthusiastic about what was going on in his life but he was also just as enthusiastic about what was going on in your life. His life was moving pretty quickly, too. He had graduated from the University of Vermont and scored a job on top of the world in New York City. He was living at his parent's house in New Jersey while he looked for a place near his big office in Battery Park, which meant he had to be up at 4AM every morning to get on the train in Morristown and join the circus that is the morning public transportation commute in Manhattan. Then he would take the elevator up to the clouds, where he was a young, promising bonds trader in a major New York company. Matthew loved his job. He was 23 years old.

That's Matthew standing behind us. I'm on the right in the green shirt, my brother, Doug, is in the yellow and Jon, Matthew's brother, is kneeling opposite me. Doug and I were raised in Massachusetts, Jon and Matthew in New Jersey. Our mothers are sisters, and their parents lived in Winsted, Connecticut which was a perfect meeting point for us on holidays. A nearly equidistant small town holiday destination for both of our families. That house saw decades of wonderful family parties and when we four boys got together it was always really, really fun. We remained very close through our teens and up through high school and the beginning of college. Even though Matthew was on the fast track to success we knew he would still be around for us. Especially Jon. Jon never questioned it.

On September 11th, 2001, I was a sophomore in college at the University of Colorado. I had a speech due in my public speaking class that morning. It was, ironically, a speech about my family, specifically the various Arcand family businesses. My roommate woke me up at 6am and we watched the news until he had to go to class at 9, my speech was due at 10. My mother called me as I sat alone on the couch, watching the events unfold. I asked her what floor Matthew's office was on, she said it was near the top.

I decided to go to class and give my speech. It went alright. I don't really remember giving it, but I remember that I wore an old work shirt from my father's restaurant. I remember going home and waiting in my room for the call that Matt made it out and was fine. The call never came.

I write about Matthew a lot. It is a helpful way for me to deal with what happened to him. The void he has left in our lives is still felt just as intensely as it was the day of his funeral in October of 01. Especially around this time of year. Jon, Doug, and I all live and work in the Boston area and although we're all quite busy with our various careers we make time to spend together. At dinner on Sunday, our big table of eight had a really fun time together. We told embarrassing stories about each other, we laughed, we reminisced, we smiled. We're a pretty fun family, all things considered.


Then as we were leaving the restaurant and went our separate ways, we all heard that a crew of US Navy Seals had killed Osama Bin Laden. The man responsible for killing our boy. I don't know exactly how everyone else reacted, but my reaction surprised me. I thought I'd be stoked. I thought I would have closure. I thought the news would make me feel good.


It wasn't any of those things. At most, I felt a sense of relief that a man as reprehensible as Bin Laden was no longer alive, but I never pumped my fist. I never cheered. I privately wished that his death was painful, that was about it.


If they had killed Bin Laden on September 12th 2001 it wouldn't have made me cheer. The fact that it happened 9 years later softens the blow all the more. Although I will say this, I give President Obama a LOT of credit here. What he did took some serious courage.

From what I've been following on the news, (and who knows, more details are sure to surface as time goes on) the US had been tracking one of Bin Laden's couriers. A tip they received from a Khalid Sheik Mohammed, or as he's known in certain circles "Carl From Aqua Teen Hunger Force".


So the CIA waterboarded this guy until he gave them the courier's name. They follow the courier to this compound, where they are almost positive Osama Bin Laden is hiding. President Obama then had a decision to make. He could bomb the compound, but he would have to do it without the Pakistani government's permission, and a bombing of a sovereign nation is a big conflict of interest for Obama right now.


Not to mention the fact that they might have dropped the bomb when Bin Laden was out getting a sandwich, and sparked an international incident. Even if they did bomb the compound and Bin Laden was in fact inside, it would be quite difficult to prove that he was actually killed, or even in there at all, since from what I understand, the US uses some pretty big bombs.


So what does Obama do? He sends in the freaking hit squad! A 20+ man team flies into Pakistan in a helicopter under the radar in the middle of the night. 40 minutes. Infiltrate. Acquire target. Firefight. Target down. Recover body. Capture hostiles. Extract.


I gotta admit, that's pretty goddamn cool. It sure beat the Saddam Hussein capture, where they found him living in a hole like a rodent. I have to say, I feel pretty good about being led by a President who was not afraid to send in the SEALS for a mission like this, a high profile mission with a lot at stake politically, fundamentally, and emotionally. Nice job, Mr. President.


But that's it. Aside from that, there is no joy in Mudville. Bin Laden is dead but there are plenty of people who have been taking his place for ten years now. And to anyone who thinks that this may lead to some sort of new attack on the US, give it a rest. These people weren't waiting around for us to kill Bin Laden before they attacked us. Their mission is pretty much ongoing.


Ours is too, and despite the fact that we've cut the head off of this snake there is little for me and my family to really celebrate here.


Oh, and I think those kids dancing on the White House lawn looked like idiots. However, to the people saying that they looked like middle easterners dancing in the streets when the towers came down, get a grip on reality. Cheering the death of thousands of civilians is a bit different from cheering the death of the guy who killed them all. Still, it's cheering death. I choose not to cheer death.


My mother told me once that when someone dies a good way to remember them is to live your life in a way they'd approve of. That's a bit tricky when it comes to some of my relatives from the older generations. I'm sure there is plenty about my life that they wouldn't approve of but that's not saying much. With Matthew, however, I do it subconsciously. Matthew was the oldest, and we all wanted to be like him. He got his license first, he was always listening to cool music. We tried to walk like him, talk like him, just be like him, and we still do. Even though we're now older than he was when he died, we still try to do things he would have thought were cool. We're still trying to impress him. I don't think Matthew would be impressed with the fact that we killed Bin Laden. He would probably be impressed with the details of the tactical strike, but I doubt the overall outcome would be something that really made him jump for joy.


As I pulled into my parking space, talking to an old friend from Colorado who had called me when she heard the news, I shut the engine off and said goodbye. I looked at my phone and saw that I'd missed several text messages from friends informing me about Bin Laden and a few missed calls as well when I was on the other line.


I sat in the car, and quietly wished that my cousin was still around.


RIP Matthew.




-Judge

Marathon Monday Musings

Another Marathon Monday has come and gone and the Boston sports pulse is racing right now. Before we dive into it, though, I just want to invite everyone out there who has stumbled upon this blog by accident or reads it loyally to take a look/listen to/at BostonSportsRadio.net and WGAM The Game. I'm on BSR doing the daily sports updates on Monday and Friday along with written updates and blog posts. There are a lot of excellent, young, up and coming sportscasters working on that website right now, and if you're like me, you can't get enough local sports coverage this time of year.

The website also features The Chris Arcand Show which is on a hiatus until Saturday and will also be broadcast live on WGAM The Game. 900 am in Nashua and 1250 in Manchester. It's an ESPN radio station and it also carries Sox games so if you are in southern/central New Hampshire check it out, or you can stream live online Saturdays from 4-6 EST. Sundays on WGAM you can hear myself and JJ Truman talking birdies and bogeys on The New England Golf Show from 10-11am EST as well. There aren't a lot of golf shows on terrestrial radio and there are some great stories on the tour right now. Also, if you live in the area we're going to be giving away lots of rounds at some of New England's best country clubs and courses.

Ok. Sorry about that. Marathon Monday......

Can you believe those underdog Kenyans pulled it out? Real Cinderella story there. Marathon Monday is a fun time in Boston because for every one of the 27 thousand runners out there taking their mark who have been training for months and are in the best shape they've ever been in, there are 100 Bostonians who have been drinking literally since they woke up, stumbling around Boston eating pretzels and bumping into people. I have never run in a marathon and I likely never will, but I must say props to everyone who participated in the race, especially those of you who participate in the race and then went out drinking afterwards. You know who you are, and you're awesome.

Along with the race, and the general feeling of cheeriness around town that surrounds it, (unless of course, you work in the city and didn't have the day off yesterday and had to commute) the Celtics, Red Sox, and Bruins all decided, for one 48 hour period, to stop screwing around.

Knicks/Celtics Game 1

Way WAAAAAY too close for comfort, but at this point in the season, I don't expect anything with to be "comfortable" with this team. Certainly not a first round matchup with a Knicks team that sacrificed all of its depth for a bona fide scoring machine and an aging, yet still serviceable point guard with a penchant for drilling daggers into the hearts of postseason opponents.

Unfortunately for New York it looks like Chauncey really messed his ankle up. If he does play I can't imagine he is going to be all that effective. And my god what happened to Carmelo Anthony? I recall some ugly games in Denver but 1-11 shooting in the second half? My word. I don't suspect Melo will be putting up another stinker like that this series but stranger things have happened.

Boston's big problem is going to stopping Amar'e Stoudemire. Jermaine O'Neal did a good job in his 22 minutes but Big Baby/KG/Nenad just can't hang. Especially when Amar'e is hitting his perimeter jump shots and can pull his man out of the paint. Containing Stoudemire is going to have to be the C's biggest concern tonight because with Billups out and Melo slumping there isn't anyone else on that team that can really hurt you. Except Toney Douglas. I'm kind of afraid of Toney Douglas. I'm hoping that it's all in my head.

I think tonight the Celtics win easily as New York tries to adjust to a Toney Douglas-run offense. I predict a lot of one-on-ones and I think the Celtics 2nd unit is going to step up big against New York's even more depleted roster. The Knicks traded their depth but in the playoffs depth is mostly overrated. I think it will play a reasonable factor tonight seeing as how they'll be without their starting point guard, but playoff rotations usually aren't more than 7-8 players anyway, so we'll see how it all shakes out tonight. I expect big nights from both Paul Pierce and Jeff Green, and I also think Rondo will have a much better game than he did last night, despite his near triple double. Celtics in 5.

The Red Sox Don't Suck?

Good news, everyone!

The Red Sox may not actually suck after all!

Jed Lowrie is massacring the ball right now. But much like the bad start, this sample size is a bit too small for me to start tap dancing yet. Lowrie hasn't been able to stay healthy yet in his career and while his numbers are gaudy so far I just keep waiting for that other shoe to come crashing down. Hopefully that will not be anytime soon. Watching him hit when he's on is a real treat, by the way. Kinda reminds me of late 90's Nomar.

My three biggest concerns from the pitching staff on opening day were Lackey, Papelbon, and Beckett. So far Papelbon and Beckett have been awesome. Lackey has been god awful and has his turn skipped in the rotation which everyone made far too big a deal out of. I was guilty of it as well, until I realized that bumping Lackey means that the rest of the staff doesn't have to push back a day, and that the big fella probably could use a week off.

It's also pretty amazing to me how much better Sox pitchers are with Varitek than with Saltalamacchia. I used to think the whole 'Tek calls a better game' argument was stupid, since these guys are all major league pitchers and didn't get where they were by pitching exclusively to Jason Varitek their whole lives. On the other hand, the results speak for themselves. Beckett has looked filthy so far and Tek even got a dominant start out of perpetually frustrating Daisuke Matsuzaka yesterday.

At what point does Francona have to act in regards to the Jason Varitek phenomenon? Does he at all? It's not like Tek is in any kind of shape to be playing a full season at catcher for us but if our pitchers are aces with him and Frank Castillo without him then what's a skipper to do?

The offense seems to be clicking which is nice. In a month or so we'll have forgotten all about the first three weeks of April.

Bruins Bite Back

We all know the Bruins can beat the Canadiens. That's what was so frustrating about games one and two in Boston. The Canadiens aren't that good. They're a bad matchup for Boston, but that doesn't necessarily mean that they're a contender. Carey Price looked like he had a powerful puck-drawing magnet on his chest in the first game and his confidence carried over into game two. The Bruins could not solve him, even when Bergeron scored Boston's only goal in game two he almost looked stunned that it went in.

I am still not excited about their offensive sets, they deviated a bit from the "defense slapshots from the point, rinse, repeat" set that they had grown so fond of which was refreshing and accounted for some new angles of attack on Price which the B's took full advantage of. Krecji had a great game. Still waiting for Milan Lucic to remove himself from milk carton status. 0 points, 0 on the +/- , 1 shot on goal. Come back, Looch. We need you.

Tim Thomas looked better than he did in the first two games but he still didn't look great. Still waiting on a dominant game from him. Tomorrow night would be nice.

And oh yeah, nice to have Chara back. The defense is incredibly shallow without him.

So things are looking pretty good on this fine Tuesday afternoon. The sun's not out, but the Sox, B's, and Celts all won their games, and with all the hysteria and uncertainty that those three teams have dragged us through as fans those three wins were very satisfying. It's hard to be down on a day like today, unless you're hungover from running in the marathon and then going out drinking. Now there's a hangover I hope I'll never have to suffer through, and I've suffered through some doozies.

Get'em, Celts.

-Judge

Red Sox Announce Opening Day Lineup

The Red Sox have announced their opening day lineup to the media this morning and it looks like this:

1. CF Ellsbury

2. 2B Pedroia
3. LF Crawford
4. 3B Youkilis
5. 1B Gonzalez
6. DH Ortiz
7. RF Cameron
8. C Saltalamacchia
9. SS Scutaro

P Lester

Take a good look at it. Revel in it's glory. Remember this feeling and savor it. Expectations for that lineup are as high as an elephant's eye and pretty much everybody who's ever written anything about baseball has picked the Red Sox to win the East, the AL, the World Series, the World Baseball Classic, the Futures Game, and the MTV Rock N Jock Softball challenge.

That being said, amidst all of the otherworldly predictions and projections this team might not be as bulletproof as everyone thinks.

For all of the ballyhooed free agent signings and trades that took place this offseason, there were a couple of things that did not change. Their names are Josh Beckett, Jon Lackey, and Jonathan Papelbon. Those three arms are expected to equal a significant portion of Red Sox innings pitched this season and frankly there is no real reason to expect drastic improvements.

Baseball Prospectus disagrees with me, however, as they have both Beckett, Lackey, and Papelbon bouncing back this season. BP also is predicting a regression from Clay Bucchholz and an increase in both ERA and WHIP from Jon Lester, not to mention 7 less wins for Lester than last season.

I'm not too worried about the pitching, though, because I feel like even if the bottom of the rotation doesn't impress the top still makes them a top 5 rotation in the majors. There is not much to bellyache about in the lineup either, although I cannot quite wrap my head around Crawford in the 3 spot all season long.

In theory, he's a great #3 hitter because a.) he's a fine hitter in his own right and b.) he sets the table for the ensuing pitcher's nightmare of Youkilis, Gonzalez, and Ortiz but I don't know. I'm of the belief that Gonzalez is going to settle into the cleanup spot with relative ease and will likely have sewn it up by mid-May. There's just something about bringing in two new guys to hit in the Giant Glass sponsored GIANT part of the order that doesn't sit right with me. I also feel like there is more pressure on Crawford than there is on Gonzalez, because Gonzalez is being asked to do something he does every year, whereas Crawford will likely be expected to outperform his projections (BP has him at .290/.341/.444 with 44 SB). Not to mention there's a guy named Kevin Youkilis who is a much more patient hitter than Crawford (not to mention right-handed), lurking in the cleanup spot until Gonzalez takes it over.

Now, of course the Cleveland Indians would love to have a problem like "Who to hit 3rd in the lineup, Kevin Youkilis or Carl Crawford" and if this is a problem there really isn't a problem but there is going to be a lot of pressure on the Sox this year, like there is with any team that gets universally predicted to breeze through a grueling professional athletic season. There will be hiccups, there will be slumps. There will be poor pitching performances, there will be blown saves, and there will be costly errors.

That being said, here is my predicted final standings for the 2011 AL East:

Boston 151-11
Tampa 82-80
Toronto 75-87
Baltimore 66-96
New York 25-137



Play Ball.


-Judge

Statement Made

 

From Johnny Boychuk's heat-seeking wrister in the first minute to Tyler Seguin's roof shot just after time expired the Bruins had one message for the rest of the league last night as they routed the Habs:  B Afraid.

Zdeno Chara shined the brightest last night, securing the 1 star with his 3 assists and inspired play on defense.  After the game he simply said "The game on the ice, that was my first priority."  He was not alone.  The entire Bruins team was focused last night.  They were sharp, they were alert, they were crafty, and they were on target.   The game resembled a 60 minute Boston power play, and the Bruins now sit poised to bulldoze their way into the playoffs with a big old chip on their shoulder.


Tim Thomas had a fine game but was only challenged a few times, the Boston defense was physical, but not overly so.  They chipped passes, they timed their hits, they threw a wrench in Montreal's offense that the Habs were never able to remove.   On offense, the Bruins were just marvelous.   They peppered the overworked Carey Price with 18 shots in t he first period, netting 3.   In the second period they added 11 more shots but failed to score, however,  the Habs never got off the mat.  The  fifth minute of the third period opened with two more goals for Boston, a wrister from Horton, his second of the game, and a tip-in by Adam McQuaid at 4:03 and 4:29, respectively.   The McQuaid goal chased Price from the net and gave us a rare Alex Auld sighting.  He did not fair much better, as the Bruins managed to light him up twice and end the game with an even touchdown, 7-0.

 

With the victory, the B's have now moved to 5 points ahead of Montreal in the Northeast and barring a major meltdown have all but sewn up the division.   The warning flags were flying high and proud lately but after a tumultuous week the Bruins seem to be hitting their stride.   They won their last two games against two tough teams by a combined score of 11-1.  The Habs, meanwhile, are on a two game shutout, having lost to Buffalo and now Boston by a combined score of 9-0.

Last night, the Bruins did what few imagined they could do.  They routed the Montreal Canadiens while not even approaching goon status.   They were faster, stronger, and more confident, and they got the Habs out of their game early and never let them back in.  When Campbell broke away while the B's were two men short and fired one past Auld for lucky number 7, the statement had been made.

The Bruins told everyone in the building and watching around the league that when they're on, they can beat you any way they want.   With the playoffs right around the corner, I think everyone from Montreal to Miami heard them loud and clear.

 

-Christian Arcand

email: CArcand@bostonsportsradio.net

I'll Stop The World

There's a commercial on tv that I really can't stand. It's for Hershey's chocolate, you have probably seen it.

This commercial bothers me because of the absolute butcher job those singers do on Modern English's "I Melt With You".

I know, right? Of all the songs to pick this fight with this one might be the corniest of all.

Modern English was a British New Wave band in the 80s that disappeared as quickly as they had arrived. In digging I found out that they recently reunited and actually toured last summer. That must've been a fun show. That's the kind of show you get really pumped up to check out, too. Like you can't wait to geek out when someone asks you what you're up to this weekend.....

"Where ya goin tonight, Christian?"

"MODERN ENGLISH PLAYIN AT THE CENTRUM, BRAH!!!!"

"Wow."

"I Melt With You" was Modern English's only hit. It was ranked 39th on VH1's best 100 songs of the 80s and it's been covered by dozens of artists.

I don't know why I care that Hershey's decided to use it in their ad either, as that very song has been used in ads by Burger King, Ritz Crackers, , M&M's, Taco Bell, and Vicks.

I've seen some of these ads, not all of them, but the one's that I have seen use the song as performed by Modern English, while this Hershey's one uses guest vocalists.

I don't know, maybe it's the soulless warble of the (I'm assuming) little girl who sings the first part, maybe it's the way "I'll melt with you" is echoed by another equally soulless (again, I'm assuming) older singer before they join together in a duet that just makes you want to kill yourself. They manage to absolutely slaughter a song that frankly, I didn't even really like that much to begin with.

Maybe it's the fact that the ad is on all the time. Maybe it's the unsettling expressions on the faces of the chocolate people in this strange little world that Hershey's has brought to our living rooms with this ad campaign. I get what they're going for, here. There's a woman and a small child jumping on a trampoline and then morphing into a big chocolate pool. Family. Togetherness. Times are tough. Appreciate the nice things in life. Playing with your daughter, eating Hershey's chocolate. I get it.

I guess the problem I have is that if you're going to cover a song for your ad campaign, try a little harder. Do the original at least a little bit of justice. I know the emotion Hershey's was going for here probably wasn't "British 80s New Wave" or anything but to take a song that was already pretty cheesy and turn it into THAT is just offensive.

I liken this to when the Black Eyed Peas started making this hilarious excuse for music that they've been doing for the past, I dunno, decade now.... (Jesus, really? It's been 11 years since Bridging The Gap? Yeesh) The Peas had a couple of good songs, but it's not like they were exactly beacons of hip hop integrity or anything. Sure, I miss the "BEP Empire" days but it wasn't surprising. It would've surprised me if Dead Prez did it, not the Black Eyed Peas.

It's kind of the same thing with 'I Melt With You'. The song didn't have a whole lot of integrity to begin with. For example, we all know the meandering, seemingly endless chorus, but these are the lyrics that open the song:

Moving forward using all my breath
Making love to you was never second best
I saw the world thrashing all around your face
Never really knowing it was always mesh and lace

This isn't exactly Bowie, here. It's not a bad song, or anything, it's just campy. It's everything the 80s were, and I know there are about 5 million songs that you can say that about but, well, "I Melt With You" is one of them.

That being said, "I Melt With You" deserved better than to get butchered by Hershey's like that. It's a fine song from an oft misunderstood era in music. An era that brought us everyone from the Talking Heads and U2 to the Divinyls and A-ha. An era littered with one-hit wonders and words like "synth" and "new wave". It wasn't perfect, but it was it's own thing. It wasn't a Hershey's commercial. It wasn't a mother-daughter duet.

I'm sure Modern English is crying all the way to the bank over this grotesque usage of their only hit. I'm sure that as they're drying their tears with their royalty checks they feel a shame only known to those who have seen their art become something cheap and kitschy. In other words, I'm sure Modern English doesn't give a fuck. And frankly, I shouldn't either, but for some dumb reason I kinda do. There is so much wrong in the world right now that I should write about if I'm gonna be writing about things that bother me but for some reason this just kinda sprung to mind today while I was watching college basketball.

By the way, St. John's, my pick in every bracket I entered this year to win the entire tournament, (thanks in part to my cousin's former clairvoyance as well as how easily they were able to get to the refs for that Rutgers game in the Big East tournament) lost already.

In the first round.

First goddamn round.

Anyways, that's all for today. Here's a tune to end on. Take a second to listen and appreciate it. It's not great, but I've seen the difference, and it's getting better, all the time.

-Judge

What's Wrong With The Celtics?

This post is perhaps a tad reactionary, however, my concern for the Celtics is at a very high level right now. They've lost three of their last four games to teams they should have beaten easily. We thought we were out of the woods when they laid a beating on Milwaukee Sunday, but as they are prone to doing on the second night of a back-to-back the C's laid an egg last night at the Prudential Center, falling to the new look, yet still 22-43, New Jersey Nets.

Are the Celtics feeling the effects of the Perkins trade? Well, yes and no.

Yes, with Kendrick Perkins in the middle, DeAndre Jordan probably would not have been dunking all over everyone like Wilt Chamberlain in high school last week in the Celtics 108-103 loss to the Clippers.

Although in fairness, Nenad Krstic has been a huge surprise thus far for Boston. It's been a while since we've seen an effective post game from the center position. The guy's not Robert Parish or anything but he has soft hands around the basket and can hit jumpers. His offensive rebounding alone has made up for what he lacks on defense in my opinion. The fact that he can score is an added bonus.

No, the loss of a hobbled Perkins and replacement with Krstic and the immortal Delbarton High alumnus Troy Murphy has not been what's ailing these guys. It's the loss of Nate Robinson.

Ok not really, but hear me out, here. Since Nate was traded on the 24th Rajon Rondo has been playing a lot. Maybe a bit too much. Not only are his minutes up he is on pace to score fewer points this year than he did in 07-08 and his free throw attempts are down dramatically. I have to believe that there's something wrong with Rondo, and thus, something very wrong with the Celtics.

We all know that scoring is not a huge part of Rondo's game, but driving to the basket certainly is, and even though his FT % is pretty bad he was still getting in the paint and getting to the line. This year his FT attempts are way down along with his scoring. For Rondo to be playing so often with a large piece of his offensive game absent is troubling. He is not sharp out there, he is not aggressive. He may be trying to play through an injury, in which case that is a different story but for god sake if he's hurt get him off the court.

I can deal with losing the one seed in the east but I cannot deal with having a hobbled Rajon Rondo come playoff time, and the Celtics can't either. Brrrrrr. The thought of it makes me shiver.

If you think the absence of Perk, or KG, or whomever was a real issue the past two postseasons just think about what this team will look like in a playoff series with Carlos Arroyo and Avery Bradley splitting point guard duties.

Carlos Arroyo hasn't been bad, either. But he's not a reasonable option at point if Rondo goes down. Nate wasn't either, really. But he could do things on the court that Rondo couldn't do, like shoot, for example. Arroyo does everything Rondo does, just not nearly as well. Avery Bradley doesn't really do anything yet, and Delonte West just can't stay healthy.

Whatever is bugging Rondo, I hope it clears up soon, and if he needs to sit, let him sit. There's still another month of basketball before the postseason gets here and this team is going to be relying heavily on Rondo this postseason just like they do every postseason, and every postseason Rondo shows why he's arguably the most valuable PG in the league. However, there's something wrong with him and all we can do is join hands and pray to the basketball gods that whatever it is its gone by April 13th. Otherwise this team is in a lot of trouble.

Then again, I think the Bulls are going to win it all this year anyway, no matter what happens with Rondo. I'm calling it now. Chicago is the most complete team in the league and I don't think it's close.

Also, I filled out my brackets today, I have St. John's winning in every pool I'm in for 2 reasons.

1.) They got to those three refs in the Big East tournament, they can get to everyone.

2.) My cousin picked them and my cousin is a freaking sports-picking rainman. He called the Texas/SF World Series, he called Green Bay winning the Super Bowl when the playoffs started and they barely squeaked in. I don't understand it. I think he's a wizard. Or an old version of himself came back in time and gave him the Gray's Sports Almanac. Or both.

Of course, now I probably jinxed him, but whatever, he was getting cocky.

-Judge