The opening scene of a movie sets the tone like the first half court set in a UNC-Duke game. Does UNC send a message by locating Deon Thompson and forcing Kyle Singler to play 40 minutes of post defense without fouling? Or do they let Tyler Hansbrough frustrate 9,314 crazies with a turnaround shot put through two defenders...as well as make Lance Thomas look like that high school 5-star center who gets up-and-undered by the crosstown unathletic nerd who yells like the teen wolf after every one of his team's baskets. Do you settle in viewers with Mr. White, Mr. Blonde, and Nice Guy Eddie ragging Mr. Pink for his stubbornness to tip? Or should Tarrantino tempt his critics by opening with Vic Vega carving up a cop in the famous Resevoir Dogs classic scene?
When consulting this Doctor's opening play you will receive no such informative tone. This blog will cover more of the court than Nadal on clay. So feel free to skip to my lou any and every morsel that doesn't capture you in 7 seconds or less.
Don't let the surname fool you, this basketball mind is more Shooter than Dr. James Andrews. More Eddie Franklin than Eddie Sutton. More Coach Kimball than Coach Kryzyewski. I'm a poor man's Dane Bradshaw with the free time of Maurice Clarrett.
Stay tuned...next I will analyze how the Trail Blazer's ruined the next great dynasty
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