Woe is us.
No, really. I’m serious. I’m not going to tell you to put your chin up — yet — and avoid all the doom and despair because nothing good comes of it. You are more than welcome to feel bad for yourself, for the team and for the city. It’s the natural human reaction, at least until things gets so ridiculous — like Roy getting an MRI on his shoulder — that you begin reacting to things like Billy Crystal and Co. after they saved Norman from the river at the end of City Slickers. So go ahead and dip into the well of sorrow, if you want, things have reach that point. And if anyone tells you that you aren’t allowed to feel that way, throw a piece of fruit at them, preferably something ripe and juicy.
Joel Przybilla has a torn patellar tendon and is likely out for the season.
NOTE: Apparently this is all that saved of the post I wrote, which was much longer. Went to save the draft before publishing and next thing I know everything is gone. I’d like to re-write everything, but it’s 4:44 in the morning here and I have a flight tomorrow, so I’ll save my extended Przybilla thoughts for later. Hopefully by then we have some good news on Roy.
Just remember, the problems are all temporary. The worst-case scenario remains making panic trades to soften the blow of possible failure, sacrificing all our assets in the process. In the meantime, the Blazers are now a 100 percent offensive team that must outscore people to win. Judging by their dependency on long two’s, that’s going to make some games difficult to watch, but at least against Dallas the Blazers showed one sustainable piece of success, and that was their effort.
The basketball gods giveth, and the basketball gods taketh away. Then the basketball gods giveth Juwan Howard as starting center.