Why Mikki Means Moore Playoff Woes for the Cavs
As the trade deadline came and went last week with none of the major contenders making a splash, most analysts speculated that top teams would attempt to shore up their rosters for the postseason push with additions from the waiver wire. While our beloved Cavaliers may have enough fire power to reach the finals, it is rumored they have targeted “Big Shot Rob” Horry to assist the effort.
However, the repulsive Boston Celtics have made waves around the NBA as they have began contract discussions with the malignant Stephon Marbury whose contract has most painfully been bought out by the New York Knicks. While this is a rather significant story line in the NBA, pure hatred for this overrated, self-centered douche will not allow me to continue. Instead, the focus will be turned to another late season acquisition by the Boston Celtics, the Cavalier killer himself, Mikki Moore.
Most Cavalier fans with a brain will acknowledge that the Cavs have on many occasions fallen victim to a player rising from obscurity to score big baskets beyond the realm of their ability and/or torch them for career highs. The most recent culprit being P.J. Brown of last year’s Boston Celtics, whose big shots down the stretch of the Eastern Conference Semi-Finals prematurely ended the Cavaliers title run. Last year, the villain was played by the hated Maurice Williams of the Milwaukee Bucks. The 2007-2008 season matched up the Bucks and Cavaliers four times with Williams steaming Cleveland for 26 ppg, 9 apg, and 6 rpg. Flo-Mo(I hate you Austin Carr), formerly known as Maurice was acquired In what appears to be a brilliant offseason trade orchestrated by the “Sewer Dirty” Ferry. While Maurice could hardly be called obscure, his popularity was a far cry from what it is now as the second most loved player in the game as a member of the Cavaliers.
If Robert Horry has something left in the tank, he could be a valuable addition to a team that already boasts numerous three point shooters, but are there enough shots to go around? Common sense will tell you that LeBron will shoot at least three to four ill-advised threes a game on top of the ones that are “acceptable”, which could be problematic if Horry is added to the mix. After two matchups with the Lakers this year, it should have become evident to Ferry that the Cavaliers lack of rebounding needed to be addressed. Although the journeyman, Joe Smith may still be available, it would be much more comforting to have the services of Mikki Moore who has considerable experience molesting the Cavs. For those of you out there with self-induced short term memories, Moore was one of the key factors in causing the Cavs vs. Nets playoff series of 2006-2007 to go six games averaging 15 ppg on 60% shooting. While these numbers don’t exactly jump off the page, it is important to note he converted on game changing plays and grabbed key rebounds down the stretch .
Doesn’t this sound eerily familiar to P.J. Browns antics last year? Combine Moore’s nack for making the big play against the Cavaliers and his ability for getting in a player’s head could be cause for some concern. Additionally, this dirt bag has an affinity for mauling LeBron on his way to the basket with hard fouls that are genuinely dirty. Some may look down on such plays, but the NBA game changes come playoff time and having an enforcer will make players think twice before taking the ball to the rack. You know what “Sewer Dirty” Danny, attempting to acquire the player most likely to knock LeBron out of the playoffs has no merit maybe you can still lure Reggie Miller out of retirement.
Playoff prediction: Mikki Moore breaks LeBron’s arm in game 5 of the Eastern Conference Finals, Celtics in 6.
If it makes you feel any better, for Celtics fans our obscure player frustration is Jeff Foster, who appears to be an emotionless robot programmed only to drain big baskets when playing in Boston. The irony of a white guy killing the Celtics is not lost on us.
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