Monthly Archives: December 2010

Spurred to Defeat (and a Thunderous Injury)


I got back from injury to help us face the Spurs at home while we were riding a 14 game winning streak. I had just 9 points through three and a half quarters before getting hot. I mean RED HOT. I was 0-4 from deep for the game to that point, but I hit 4-4 in the last quarter and a half and wound up with 24 points. I also had 4 rebounds, 3 assists and 4 steals. We didn’t win the game (Wade and LeBron went in to Alpha Dog mode and cost us the game late), but I was back, baby! Next up was a game against the Thunder. My confidence was high. I was ready. It was time to…


… dammit. Just… dammit. I didn’t last six minutes before I had a severe ankle sprain. For goodness sake. I ended up shelved for another two weeks. Oh well, I’m back on the road to recovery. Again.

- Rick Daniel

Rookie of the Month = Ouch


I’ve been gone for quite some time (life issues; they theoretically should be pretty well solved by now), but I’m back with SEVEN GAMES worth of content! Yay!

First up, we faced off with the Knicks in Miami and I led the attack. As per usual, Stoudemire went bananas on us (to the tune of 36 points and 18 rebounds) so it took a multi-pronged attack to try and win. I was scoring at will in the flow of the offense, and had 17 points when I pulled up for a jumpshot on the wing to put us up by 3.


I got the shot off, but Tony Douglas ran me over – no foul called. Hey, no harm, no foul right?


Uh oh. There was harm. Definite harm. It turned out to be a lower back strain that kept me off of the court for the next couple weeks. The upside is that we won and I still  got Player of the Game with 19 points, 4 rebounds, 3 assists and only 1 turnover, which happened on a freak off-the-ball charge of all things. Wade pitched in 18 points, LeBron had 15 and Bosh had 13. It was the Big Three and That Other Guy! Yeah! I also won Rookie of the Month for March, and nosed my way into the Rookie of the Year conversation (not likely to win, but I’m in the conversation).

That wraps up this post.

… What? Oh, you want to know about the other six games I mentioned at the opening. I was hurt, remember? I sat them all out. Nothing to say, nothing so show. On to my next game!

- Rick Daniel

Attack of the Rebound Monster


I entered our latest game at home against the Wizards hoping that last game was not going to linger. It didn’t.

I had 6 points, 5 rebounds, 1 assist and 2 steals – after the first quarter. I really, really wanted a double-double since I was already at 5 rebounds (I was confident I could easily break 10 points). At halftime I had 11 points (there’s half of the double-double!), 6 boards, and the same 1 assist and 2 steals.

As the game wore on, it was close the whole way. We’d go up one, they’d go up one, and I noticed that my desire for the double-double was hurting my play. I was so obsessed with rebounds that I wasn’t playing as well as I could. I finally decided, at 8 rebounds, that I needed to forget the double-double and try and help win the game.

I snared a ninth rebound with under a minute to go, which got me excited about the double-double all over again. However, time was running out and the Wizards had started fouling to stop the clock (we had the lead) so there weren’t going to be many – if any – more chances for a rebound. Washington got the ball with 15 seconds left and Gilbert Arenas took a quick three. The board bounced up, I jumped for it, and a scrum occurred for the board.


I had it, I had it! Double-double! I was so psyched that I forgot how much time was left and started to run a play at the other end before it dawned on me that the game was effectively over.


I finished with 17 points, 10 rebounds, 4 assists and 3 steals with only 1 turnover on 46% shooting. I’m playing as well as I ever have, averaging 17 ppg, 5 rpg and 2.5 apg in the last six contests.

Look out, NBA.

- Rick Daniel



Bad game, man. Bad game. We played the Bulls in Chi-town and I was off my game (and my rocker, but we’ll get in to that). I was one of five players in double figures in scoring with 13, but I had to shoot 38% to reach that total. I was slipping allot on intended pump-fakes which turned into bad bricks at the rim. I finished with 13 points, 2 rebounds and a turnover in the win, but I was horribly slow on defense. I would get my man in front of me, and then he’d blow by me while I stood there like a statue. I would finally give chase but was always too slow.

Hmm… slow reaction times, poor control and a general lost state, I guess I shouldn’t have gone out for drinks IRL prior to hitting the court. Let this be a lesson to everyone: Don’t Drink and Ball. You heard it here first.

- Rick Daniel