Sunday, February 25, 2007

Rockets in the Head: Countdown to 35 (cont'd)

Yea... it was a little anti-climactic. Oh well. Playoffs then...

Thursday, February 22, 2007

Rockets in the Head: Countdown to 35 (cont'd)

Eat it, Shaq. One. More. Game. Until. Rockets. Top. Last. Season's. Win. Total. Chron.com's J. Feigen observes some great in-game tidbits that only a courtside reporter, or bastard with courtisde seats--could see... and he's got a little trade talk, too. No self-respecting paper could get on without some.

As for Wade, I feel you, man... I had that same injury in '03 and it effectively retired me from competitive basketball. I didn't get a wheelchair, but then, my arm's never fully recovered either. But hey, take comfort in knowing that I am not you.

Saturday, February 17, 2007

Tracy McGrady is Blogging and Looking Coy

NBA.com has a live All-Star blog set up for T-Mac and his antics, most notably a photo with Wayne Newton (who looks like a cardboard cutout), teasing the players in the Celeb game and a pre-All-Star bash featuring Diddy (seriously?). Yao Central has a little ditty on Mac's celebrity snubbing by media event handlers. But of course, how can the wholesome D.L. Hughley funny that is T-Mac (if you've never heard him in interviews, the guy's got jokes) compare with the endearing quirks of the Tracy Morgan-esque stylings of Gilbie Arenas?

Mr. Hibachi had 100 Agent Zero jerseys made to give out to fans. But ol' Gil also wants to sneak an Agent Zero jersey into the All-Star game, except he publicly blogs about it... on NBA.com. So much for the element of surprise.

Wednesday, February 14, 2007

Rockets in the Head: Countdown to 35 (cont'd)

The countdown (up) continues. One more and the Rox top last season's total W's. If the Knicks can do it...

Monday, February 12, 2007

Rockets in the Head: Countdown to 35

We're counting down--or up--to 35, which would be one better than Houston's total wins from last season. Probably would've been cooler if they did it before the All-Star break, but what the hell, we'll take it.