Let's not focus on how the Sixers have lost four in a row. Let's not
focus about how they got out-scored 30-10 in the first quarter last
night against Memphis and never let again. Let's not talk about how they
only shot eight foul shots all game. Let's not get all bent out of
shape about how our vaunted bench scored a combined 21 points on 7-32
shooting, and how Coach Collins finally gave Evan Turner extended
minutes for the first time in a few weeks and ET rewarded him with three
points on 1-5 shooting, with three turnovers. Let's not worry about any
Instead, let's focus on one thing and one thing only: This man.
No matter what the revisionist historians may tell you, Samuel Dalembert
was peerlessly infuriating during his nine-season tenure as a
Philadelphia 76er. He had no sense of his offensive limitations. He got
called for two goaltends a game. He got schooled by quick point guards
and abused by dominant post players. He had no clue how to pass. He
would be too busy celebrating his blocked shots to notice that his block
had gone straight to another opposing player, and that that player was
putting another, better shot up.
Now if you believe what the experts are saying, Sammy D is having a
career year in Houston, with some even claiming that Philly may have
made an error in judgment in jettisoning him so those years back. I have
not watched enough of the Rockets in 2012 to properly assess the season
Dalembert is having, but make no mistake: We are better off without
this guy. I would rather have Andres Nocioni start at center for the
rest of the season than have to see Samuel Dalembert take a single tip
at half-court for us this year. Even if Spencer Hawes never plays
another game in a Sixers uni, and we really kinda hope he does, the
ten-plus games he's played for us this season were worth trading Sammy
ten times over.
Anyway, we gotta beat this guy, and the rest of his H-Town buds. Forget
the losing streak, forget momentum going into the All-Star Break,
forgetting staying in front of the Knicks and Celtics and whoever—we
need to send this guy a message, and that message is You're Probably a
Very Nice Guy and You Do A Lot For Charity and Everything But You Suck
and We Don't Like You. Boom.
8:00 tip from the Toyota Center. Bring the motherf---in' ruckus, Lavoy Allen.