Archive for the ‘Brad Miller’ Category

It is rare that Brad Miller leads a highlight package with two consecutive great plays, so when that happens it’s a must-post. Then, when you consider B Millz was on pace for 44 points, 12 threes and eight assists after one quarter, you understand the necessity of honoring one of our greatest national treasures.

Enjoy these two throwback plays because Brad ended the game with the same 11 points he scored in the game’s first 12 minutes. For some strange reason, he wasn’t able to maintain that blistering pace. I’m shocked too.

It was probably 2005 the first time I was called “Brad Miller” during a basketball game, which is actually a compliment if you think about it, since 2005 Brad Miller was really good. This was the first time I’d really had a beard, which my then-girlfriend hated, one of the many reasons we broke up. I was tall for a normal person, a decent passer for a center-ish guy, I took a lot of top of the key threes and wore a headband. It made a lot of sense. I was certainly familiar with Brad before then — first from a Cuonzo Martin-led Purdue team that my uncle loved, then from his first stint with the Bulls when Shaquille O’Neal almost killed him — but this was the first time I really had a definable game that could be favorably compared to an NBA All-Star.

Around this time, blogs were happening. You guys know about blogs, right? Sure you do. Right after I graduated from college, I got a boring desk job and really went in on the internetosphere. Round about the same time, Brad Miller, for reasons that have not yet been clearly explained, got his hair braided for an exhibition game against the SuperSonics. Now, you are not going to believe the next few words you are going to read, but they are absolutely true — I had cornrows my senior year of high school. There are pictures at my mom’s house that prove this, but I can’t get them right now, so just trust me on this. Big white dude who can’t run or jump wearing a headband and cornrows? That’s me. I’m hooked. Brad Miller fan for life.

You probably don’t think of Brad Miller as an internet superstar. He’s not going to dunk on anybody or send a shot in to the fifth row. His highlights are going to be subtle things, like the world’s slowest pump fake leading to a foul and some free throws. But that’s when the magic happens. Brad pulls the slow pump fake, gets fouled, goes to the line and winks at the guy who fouled him, the guy who already feels like an idiot because they fell for Brad Miller’s one move. That’s great stuff, hilarious stuff — the kind of things that make him seem like a normal dude who plays professional basketball because he happens to be seven feet tall.

And that’s the allure for me. Even though he’s obviously one of the most skilled people on the planet, he really just seems like any ordinary guy. He gets outran by Chris Kaman. He’s nearly in tears when he botches the ending of a game three times in the final 30 seconds. He has an award-winning outdoors show. He shows up to introductory press conferences in camouflage shorts and wears camouflage ankle tape during games. He celebrates clutch threes like he’s from Compton even though he grew up in an Indiana town with a population under 10,000. (That clip is also the top non-Jordan basketball moment in my life. Shout outs to Graydon Gordian, Eamonn Brennan and Ryan Corazza for going through that relevant life experience with me.) There’s not much better than a guy who is totally and completely himself, even if it means he’s the NBA’s only redneck gangsta.

Now he’s retiring at season’s end, literally to work on his outdoors show, which is the most Brad Miller way to leave. He hasn’t done much the past two seasons, thanks to a microfracture surgery that probably affected him less than any other player in the history of knees. Robbing someone of their athleticism when they’re already broke doesn’t change much. He’s just old now and he wants to go hunting. Helping mentor Kevin Love is cool and all, but taking your millions of dollars and using it to produce a television show of you and your friends doing something you love? That’s awesome. I’ll miss him being in the league so much, but I can’t blame him at all for going in to chill mode.

Read the rest of this entry »

“I’m definitely not scared of anybody in this league. Shaq’s 350-pound butt is watching TV now, so there’s really nobody out there who scares me too much.”Brad Miller, who finally made his Timberwolves debut and was once nearly murdered by a cowardly Shaquille O’Neal sucker punch

“I’ll come in and chew someone’s butt.”Brad Miller, explaining how he’ll help his young Timberwolves teammates in the weirdest way possible