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The only thing that could have made this a more effective heckle would be adding something like, “Your mother will be so disappointed when she sees this.” Guilt trips are the worst.

(via Oskar Jamtander)

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Great pick, John Hollinger, former ESPN employee. Tough break, John Hollinger, current Grizzlies VP of basketball operations.

(via John Hollinger)

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Well, looks like we have yet another Grizzly to throw in to the ever-expanding Internet’s Favorite Memphis Grizzly pool, now that Sports Illustrated has snapped a picture of Quincy Pondexter’s puppy, Buckets, just chilling at practice while Quincy works on those corner threes he’s always shooting. The only thing that could make this team more lovable is if Tayshaun Prince adopted this kid. Don’t rule it out.

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“We crack jokes sometimes about what he used to [look like] in high school.”Zach Randolph, who probably would have picked on Marc Gasol in high school

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I had been itching to make a return trip to Memphis since my 60/30 NBA trip back in 2010, during which my visit to FedEx Forum was easily the coldest and most desolate of the 30 stops made. The team that seemed like a league afterthought early in that season became a sensation with their first round upset of the San Antonio Spurs as the eighth seed that postseason, and has grown from a veritable laughing stock into something semi-resembling a model franchise in the years since. Moreover, FedEx — since (unofficially) re-christened the Grindhouse — has seemed to turn into one of the NBA’s most vibrant arenas, a stark contrast to the intimate unplugged concert of my earlier visit. I felt cheated to have so narrowly missed out on it.

I finally went back to Memphis and FedEx for Game 4 of Grizzlies-Thunder last night, and the contrast was even starker than I had imagined. It wasn’t just that the crowd was now so in to the game, or that it was there at all — but rather, that since I was last there, FedEx had morphed into one of the NBA’s strongest home cultures, one that while virtually non-existent just two-and-a-half seasons ago, has blossomed into a relationship between city, players and franchise that 25 other teams in the league would probably envy. If I didn’t know better from my own experience, I’d have guessed that it had been this way for generations, or at least as close to “generations” as you can get from the 12 seasons the team has been stationed in Memphis. It’s a stunning transformation.

The first and most noticeable evidence of the growth of pro basketball culture in Memphis (to me, at least), was the preponderance of home team merchandise being worn by fans throughout the stadium. Now, most respectable hoops fan bases show out in impressive spreads of home jerseys and the like, but the Grizz crowd was distinctive for the diversity of merch on display. Zach Randolph jerseys probably made up the biggest individual percentage, but there was plenty of love for Tony Allen, Marc Gasol, Mike Conley, even some for Jerryd Bayless and Quincy Pondexter if you squinted hard enough. The dearly departed were repped for as well — surprising amounts of OJ Mayo and Rudy Gay, as well as less impactful team discards like Josh Selby, Hamed Haddadi, Jeremy Pargo and (my personal favorite) Allen Iverson. Pretty good, considering last time I went there weren’t enough total jerseys worn to even attempt a consensus.

But it wasn’t just the jerseys. I’ve never seen such a wide spread of fan shirts for the same team. There were plenty of puns off the “grit, grind” and “We don’t bluff” quotes the team has been milking for some time now — more on those in a minute — but there were also shirts advertising the nGo (New Grizzlies Order), making “Hard in the Paint” boasts, playing on the 901 Memphis area code, displaying both “Keep Calm, Grind On” AND “Screw Calm, Grind On” maxims, listing the team’s five starters, Experimental Jet Set style (Marc & Tony & Z-Bo…), Photoshopping Marc Gasol into the “F— You, Thunder” scene from “Ted,” boldly declaring “I just Grizzed in my pants,” and so much more. Where did all this come from in barely over two seasons?

The answer appears to be traceable back to Chris Vernon, Memphis radio host and makeshift merchandiser, who was responsible for the first capitalization on both the Grizzlies’ newfound popularity, and their players’ remarkable quotability. After playing the bite endlessly on his show, Chris took Tony Allen’s now legendary “All heart … grit, grind” quote from a regular season postgame and put it on a t-shirt, wondering at first if ordering 50 copies of the shirt for sale was too overzealous. “When it came out, Bill Simmons re-tweeted it to 1.4 million followers,” Vernon explained to me at the game. “Then, it just took off. Started selling it at more games, online … once the wave got going, it just got going.”

A second t-shirt based around Zach Randolph’s “Blue collar player, blue collar town” shirt from that postseason proved similarly popular, and soon the team took notice of their players’ newfound marketability. By the time Z-Bo accidentally spawned another catchphrase this season with his “We don’t bluff” postgame interview following an emotional win over the Thunder, the team was ready to seize the opportunity, giving out rally towels with the message inscribed on them for this year’s playoffs. The constant phrase-coining with the Grizzlies threatens to stretch into cheesiness, especially given how hard the team seems to push some of them — the “grind”ification of everything at FedEx, down to mascot Grizz unveiling a late-game banner that declares “WE GRIND HERE,” can get particularly tiresome — but the quotes seem to originate so organically from the players and resonate so authentically with the fanbase that it’s hard to be too cynical about them.

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“We could send him a limo and then sidetrack the limo. That might be the best thing”Lionel Hollins, movie villain

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It’s award time again. This time, via Memphis bros Chris Vernon and Ronald Tillery, it’s DPOY talk. Here’s the Memphis Commercial Appeal:

Grizzlies center Marc Gasol will be named the NBA Defensive Player of the Year later this week, according to the multiple sources with knowledge of the voting.

Don’t expect to find too many arguments about this award. Not only did the Grizzlies finish second in defensive efficiency, according to 82games they were 6.5 points per possession better on that end when Marc-y Marc was on the court. Which is to say, the Grizzlies were great defensively but even better when the Big Burrito was watching the rim. That’s good stuff, even if his traditional defensive stats — your blocks, steals and defensive rebounds — don’t blow you away because other Grizzers are making those plays.

Cases could be made, I guess, for Joakim Noah, Roy Hibbert or Tim Duncan, all of who would be fine choices for this award if they played more minutes. But as it stands, Gasol played 370 more minutes than Noah (the closest of the previous three in terms of playing time) and 718 more than Duncan (the furthest). Considering Marc plays a little bit more than 35 minutes a game, that’s like getting an extra 10-20 games of A+ defense from your center. Between that and the cool guy factor that Gasol is enjoying thanks to the tireless work of Zach Lowe, it’s a pretty easy choice.

But it’s a free internet, so please disagree in the comments if you want to. Just remember that if you do, Marc Gasol is going to give you a giant sweaty hug to win you back. Consider for a second if that’s worth it to say how great Andre Iguodala has been this season.