Is Dwight Howard’s elbow tougher than Vince Carter?
I really hate bashing players on my own team and even more so heading into the most important game of the season. However, the question must be asked. Is Dwight Howard’s elbow tougher than Vince Carter? Is Dwight Howard’s elbow tougher than Vince Carter’s entire family tree put together? The question probably doesn’t even need to be asked. It’s not close.
While columnists remain divided on whether Vince will be able to turn it around (See Adrian Wojnarowski vs. Ben Q. Rock), this blogger makes no secrets about his disdain for Vince’s lack of killer instinct. The bottom line though is not what the numbers show: it’s Vince’s lack of knowing the moment. His inability to take over games when it truly matters. He has all the ability in the world but he just doesn’t harness it when it matters. Flash back to the 3rd quarter of Game 4. 8:37 on the clock. This is the point where I completely gave up on trying to defend VC and brainwash myself into seeing his value. The point where I knew we, as a team, were worse off with him on the court. With 8:37 left in that game Vince attempted to split two defenders and was ripped by Ray Allen. Ray Ray then grabbed the ball and sprinted down the court with Air Canada by his side. By. His. Side. So I suppose that means he wouldn’t give up an uncontested layup, correct? Not so fast my friend (Corso voice)! Vince pulls the equivalent of a Roger Dorn and just olé’s his way under the basket and gives Ray Ray an easy two point dunk. Was he worried about foul trouble? He had two fouls at that point, hardly foul trouble. Just a despicable play and even worse effort. You hear the term “playoff basketball” thrown around constantly, yet this play would be the exact opposite of “playoff basketball” and also the end of my defense of Mr. Carter. Vince Carter = Soft
Things that Vince Carter is as soft as: a cotton ball factory, a TempurPedic mattress, WMMO’s playlist, Cheerio’s that have been left in milk for 3 days, Ricky Martin’s crank at the Playboy Mansion, a micro-plush hotel robe (very soft!), a Bill O’Reilly exposé on the Tea Party, etc… etc. I think you get my point. Soft.
Playoff toughness is Dwight Howard’s elbow taking out every player on the Celtics frontline. According to my unnamed sources, Brian Scalabrine has already asked Doc Rivers if he can wear headwear on the bench just in case Dwight’s elbow somehow succeeds in freeing “itself” from Dwight and then fly’s over to give a running line of ‘bows to the whole Boston bench. Dwight is in the Celtics head. There is no doubt about it. He has truly played like an MVP candidate this series despite the constant criticism. Vince has played like he has been getting in-game texts from his cousin Tracy McGrady on how to receive a buyout. In the two biggest games of his life Vince disappeared. In those same two games, Dwight Howard’s elbow has destroyed the front line of Boston and motivated his teammates to make a historical push towards the NBA finals. Vince has resorted to playing like the last player off the bench and the Bow has turned into a one-arm wrecking crew. As the Magic continue their comeback tomorrow night against Boston, count on two things: Vince doing his best Paul Pierce wheelchair impersonation (and failing) and Dwight delivering at least one more concussion. Go Magic.