Jack Nicholson, a fixture in the front row at Lakers games, was courtside to watch the Clippers last night. This is what happens when the franchise finally has A Few Good Men. He's As Good As It Gets for celebrities at Clippers games (that much is Billy Crystal clear). Sadly, it wasn't The Shining moment the club had hoped for, as it lost its series to the Thunder. Jack, you can't be an L.A. basketball bigamist*; you must select a squad to support, so Something's Gotta Give.
Golden State Corral: Steve Kerr is likely to incur the wrath of Phil Jackson. It appeared a foregone conclusion that Kerr would coach the Knicks, but now he's gone to the Warriors, who hired another guard-turned-TNT broadcaster (a few seasons donning a headset and you're all set to be a head up a team, brass believes). This turn of events likely has Jackson feeling disKerraged. Remember, Phil, if at first you don't succeed, try, triangle again.
Time passed, but he didn't: Talk about jersey pride. Steve Francis wore his own, old top to a Houston playoff game and was resoundingly reproached for his Rockets regalia. What, did you expect him to be clad in a Cuttino Mobley one*? After a player is through playing basketball, is his uniform supposed to collect mothballs? All his clothing choice conveyed is that Stevie Franchise hasn't moved on, while the franchise has.
That's two bad: Mike Brown was let go by Cleveland for the second time in four years Monday. Deja vu is even eerier when it involves Dan Gilbert (and occurs near Lake Erie). How does that proverb go? Fire me once, shame on you; fire me twice, shame on me. Any chagrin Brown has will become a grin because he had four years left on his contract, plus he's still collecting checks from his quintet of games with the Lakers. Brown has learned layoffs payoff.
*what's know as letting "The Big Cat" out of the laundry bag
^a Jack of all teams
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