Everyone got really excited when Javale earned himself that hanging technical to cap his triple double. These professionals make millions of dollars to work, and win. The usual sentiments sounded off through different announcers, predictable as nightfall, variants on 'Does this young man realize his team just got blown out?' For anyone who follows him, did anyone really expect anything less?
You know, despite the lack of focus and appreciation for the situation his actions implied, I couldn't really blame him. Athletes run on emotion and a triple double is an accomplishment, even it comes with an asterisk. When blowouts are the norm you take your victories where you can get them and as fans we are on both knees praying the coaches teach them how to know which milestones are worth striving for, and which will come with the maturation of body, skill, and effort. One hopes.
With the stories of clubbing mishaps, best dressed contests, and dating horror stories filtering out of the Wizards camp, it's impossible not to raise an eyebrow. In our levelheaded moments, we understand it's unwise to assign too much weight to those blurbs, especially in the face of the obvious commitment level of last year's draft. We also can't ignore any purported misdeeds will be amplified in a major media market where the athletes' play on-the-court aren't winning. Only natural the story becomes their off-the-court antics.
My last word ruminated on the burgeoning rookie culture built around attitude and coffin nails, one that could easily be stillborn if the 'veterans' aren't buying in deed as well as in word. At what point does youthful exuberance become an inability to make the right kind of decision? I can live with the off-court shenanigans, provided everybody hugs it out, and comes to play. But when there's so little most Wizard's fans have to look forward to besides the upcoming draft (and the next one), it becomes tough to avoid scanning the DC society page with a jaundiced eye.
To an extent the players realize when their reputations are in question. 7-Day Dray, as a nickname, addresses exactly what we wanted to see from Andray Blatche, that Gilbert Arenas-like work ethic. But at this point in their careers, we may simply seeing exactly the kind of athletes these guys are going to be.
He's a really [athletic] guy and I thought he was kind of [lazy] at first.
[under his breath] Trust your instincts.
But, he turned out to [show more flashes of his potential]. Sometimes people are layered like that. There's something totally different underneath than what's on the surface.
And sometimes there's a third, even deeper level, and that one is the same as the top surface one. Like with pie.
There's going to come a point where our guys, most notably Andray and Javale, are either going to wear out their welcome or become who we thought they were. Reinventing yourself is a young man's game however, and while both players have yet to reach the prime of their careers, it's approaching fast and the future is on the line.