I have a new piece in Sports Illustrated, about how basketball’s advanced metrics movement — think Moneyball, but the guys are nowhere near as good looking as Brad Pitt — has changed debunked old school basketball conventional wisdoms and turned the modern day NBA offenses into something that resembles video game style basketball.
I wish I came up with the brilliant hed, No Country For Big Men — a play on the great Cormac McCarthy novel and the Oscar winning film adaptation, No Country For Old Men — but SI’s Neil Janowitz gets credit.
(I think my next blog post will be on Anton Chigurh’s warned sense of justice — which is based almost exclusively on his perceptions of chance, fate, and karma — and how that relates to succeeding in the NBA playoffs. Every team, no matter how good, requires luck to win an NBA title. One knee tweak, one bad call, and things go the other way, just like masterfully-shot-and-acted coin toss scene at the gas station).
Also, I love the illustration done for the piece — which turns Roy Hibbert into Anton Chigurh — by Patrick Truby. His basketball artwork over at Rembrandt Of Roundball is great.
What’s the most you’ve ever lost in a coin toss?
The most. You ever lost. On a coin toss.
I don’t know, I couldn’t say.
Well, we need to know what we’re calling it for here.
You need to call it.
I didn’t put nothing up.
Yes, you did. You’ve been putting it up your whole life.
I need to know what I stand to win.
Everything. You stand to win everything. Call it, friendo.