Forget the Bambino.
A more devastating curse just ended, I don't know why it hasn't received more attention. Truly, it has everything to do with this man.
Cooper, Cooper!
You laugh, but here are two facts that could not possibly be related by anything other than cause and effect.
The Warriors' last playoff series win: The spring of 1991
Mark Cooper is offered a 10-day contract by the Warriors on a fictional television show: November 1992
As a 9-year-old, I remember being riveted; rooting for Cooper to make the team over a fat, drunk Byron Houston and going into the backyard and shooting into the wee hours of the night when he didn't. TGIF rarely hit me this hard, except that one time Balki and Cousin Larry got into a shouting match.
I was young then, and not so caught up in the ridiculousness of an NBA team trying out a high school gym teacher, much less one with a Shawn Marion-esque jumper and the inability to get Holly Robinson Peete in the sack.
I mean, he was living with her! How do you not pull that off?
But from that point, the Warriors have been the taint of the Western Conference.
They made one playoff appearance after Cooper's run on the team (1993-94), but since then, hadn't finished over .500 until this year.
That includes seasons like this:
2000-01: 17-65
1999-00: 19-63, and hilariously, led in total points by Donyell Marshall and Jason Caffey. This team wouldn't have made it to the second weekend of the NCAA Tournament.
1997-98: 19-63
Throw in the Latrell Sprewell choking incident and there's too much circumstantial evidence to blame anybody but this guy:
Odds and ends:
1. I know the Brewers haven't beaten anyone very good (except maybe the Cubs), but they are 22-10 and look pretty good. Also, if this is your anti-Brewers argument, we'll see you in the playoffs. Hating the Brewers for Mr. 3000? Truly heeeee-larious. Michael Jackson being black jokes? So fresh.
2. Everything I think about Roger Clemens can be summed up by the Dugout. Awesome, as usual.
1 comment:
I loved watching the Coop get dunked on by Sir Charles, that was TGIF at its best.
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