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Free agency is basically over so teams looking to improve must resort to the trading block. That’s why our A Walk Around The Block series will take a look at different aspects of the trading block, from players likely to move and teams that might make moves to reasons why these trades may happen and some fun trade proposals of our own. Today we look at the epitome of inefficiency, Monta Ellis.

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Monta Ellis is pretty much the reason per game numbers are all but obsolete.

At first glance, one would think Monta is a top-notch NBA player. Last year, he scored 25.5 points per game, to go with 4 boards, 5.3 assists, and 2.2 steals? Where can I sign up, right?

Well, no.

Those seemingly impressive numbers fail to convey how Monta’s 2009-10 season set records across the board as far as selfish, inefficient offense goes. I could throw out the advanced stats, if it makes you feel better. Monta led the NBA at field goal attempts per game, clocking in at 22 shots a night, while posting a ghastly true shooting percentage of 51.7% and an even worse effective field goal percentage of 47.6%. He posted the 8th-highest usage rate in the league, at 27.0, while putting up only the 78th best PER (16.74), if catch-all stats are your cup of tea. And if you still think per game numbers mean anything, he led the league with 3.8 turnovers a night (though to his credit, his turnover rate of 11.3 was better than I thought it would be while researching this piece).

But even as bad as that random assortment of digits is, things were much, much worse.

Monta handled the ball almost exclusively for the first few months of the season (before Stephen Curry was finally given the reins), and it showed. Golden State’s offense was often reduced to “dribble, Monta, dribble!” Monta, compliant as he is, dribbled and dribbled and is probably still dribbling right now.

As such, it is very hard to take his numbers with perspective.

A strong figure of 5.3 assists suddenly turns into “you have the ball every time down the court, you better find your teammates for open shots.” His 4 rebounds a night – while certainly not bad for a player standing 6’3” – becomes “anybody can run into 4 random loose balls a night when playing 42 minutes at the league’s fastest pace.”

When a player spends an entire season blatantly gunning for his own box score, effect on the team be damned, every positive move comes with a negative asterisk. So instead of remembering the games he finished with 40+ points (three), we remember those with 30+ shot attempts (also three, including a vomit-inducing 14 for 39 night against Chicago). And instead of remembering the near triple-doubles, we remember the near triple-doubles that involved double-digit turnovers.

The most discouraging part is that not long ago Monta was the golden standard for efficiency in the ever-expanding “shooting guard in a point guard’s body” category. It’s easy to forget, but Monta was a vital cog on that magical 2006-07 Warriors squad, winning the league’s Most Improved Player award after making the leap from end-of-the-bench-prospect to the speedy scoring force he is today.

Following that season, the Warriors even felt confident enough in Monta to trade star shooting guard Jason Richardson. And Monta came up huge again, averaging 20.2 ppg while shooting at superb rates (FG%: 53% FGs, TS%: 58%) that he achieved by relentlessly taking the ball to the rim and making tough layups, bankers, floaters, whatever. Of the 15.2 shots Monta took every game in 2007-08, six of them came at the rim, where he converted 66% of his shots. Again, he is a 6’3” guard. That’s unreal.

Then came two separate incidents that threw Monta’s ever promising career off track.

The first was the departure of Baron Davis. When in Golden State, Baron showed the play-making abilities that Clipper fans have been deprived of since his arrival, and Monta was a main beneficiary. Without little ball-handling responsibility, he could focus solely on getting to the rim, either drawing fouls or making shots — and often both.

But once Baron left, Monta became the team’s de facto point guard, now concerned with creating shots for others and not just for himself. For evidence that Monta’s game severely misses Baron, look no further than the percentage of shots Monta was assisted on. From 46.5% in 06-07 and 45.4% in 07-08, Monta fell to 32.5% in 08-09 and 35.8% in 09-10, further cementing Baron’s decision to play for LA’s JV team as the worst decision for everybody ever.

The second career trajectory altering factor, of course, was the bizarre moped incident that I still have no idea how to describe or digest. For those who don’t remember, after signing 6-year, $66 million extension during the summer of 2008, Monta tore a ligament in his left ankle, an injury that required surgery. Initially telling the team that he injured the ankle playing pick-up basketball, it later turned out that Ellis was injured in what was described a “low-speed mo-ped accident.” Since riding mo-peds is against the terms of the standard NBA contract (makes you wonder what other insane clauses are on those things), and of course, since Monta lied about the injury, the Warriors suspended Monta for the first 30 games of the 08-09 season (which he missed anyway), after flirting with the notion of voiding his contract for quite a while.

The active part of Monta’s 08-09 season was pretty much marred with signs of rehab – a player who relies so greatly on his superhuman speed can’t play with a bad ankle. While Monta recovered and seemed healthy to start 09-10 (he still missed 18 games with various injuries), the bad blood remained. Monta felt unwanted, see-sawing between trade requests and “I’m here to stay” statements before calming down when play actually started.

And that leads to the the biggest problem with Monta: he’ll never be a good defender, usually disinterested in the entire ordeal, accumulating steals with bad gambles andnot much else. He is by all accounts an offensive machine when playing to his strengths, asked only to be a scorer and not a facilitator, and not given the ball every time down the court.

But the constant off-court issues and questionable ability to acquire a team-first mentality are always hanging over his play.

Will He Be Traded? Should He Be Traded?

The reasons why the Warriors should trade Monta are best explained by Monta himself. Before last season, Monta publicly complained about the pairing of him and then-rookie Stephen Curry, saying they can’t play together because none of them can guard shooting guards.

This rant shows you the two main reasons why Monta and the Warriors should go their separate ways:

A) Yet another in a long line of selfish, team-killing incidents, this rant may (should) have been the last straw. With so much bad blood between Monta and the Warriors over the moped incident and all that followed. (It should be noted, however, that long-time owner Chris Cohan finally sold the team this summer, taking most of the Warriors’ self-sabotaging front office with him. Still, I find it hard to believe that there are warm feelings between Monta and the franchise.) When a player publicly bashes a team’s prized rookie, he should be on his way out.

B) Monta was absolutely right.

The Curry/Ellis back court just isn’t big enough to compete defensively. It’s not just that both players are 6’3”. It’s that both of them are a small 6’3”, weighing in at 185 and 180 pounds, respectively. If that’s not enough, both of them are very poor defenders to begin with. Despite the explosive offensive potential the two can combine for, other back courts routinely have field days facing them.

And if one of the two has to go, it should be the disgruntled, troubled veteran with four years and $44 million left on his deal, not the second-year future face of the franchise.

The only question is whether the Warriors’ new front office realizes this.

While there is no chance that they are worse than the Cohan/Riley group that held the Bay Area hostage for the past few years, they also might not be very enthusiastic to move one of their best players for the very little that should be available.

How little?

(Segue complete.)

Monta Ellis

The Asking Price

Last season, Golden State reportedly turned down a trade that would have sent Ellis to Memphis for OJ Mayo and Hasheem Thabeet, an utterly idiotic offer by the Grizzlies and an even dumber move by Golden State to say no. The chances that Ellis can draw similar package are now extremely slim. There are very few players with Mayo’s skill available, and even fewer on squads willing to move them for players with Ellis’ issues.

In fact, I’d be surprised if the Warriors can even get a prospect as good as Thabeet in return for Monta. Even though teams seem surer than ever to bring in notorious headcases – Josh Smith, Jamal Crawford and Zach Randolph are coming off the heels of breakout years, and Ron Artest just won a championship for crying out loud – there is a certain threshold of talent teams will be reluctant to part with for such a gamble. In Monta’s case, that threshold might be near zero.

The Warriors have already moved Corey Maggette for cap relief this summer, and there are talks that Andris Biedrins could be moved in a cost-cutting move as well. If they can get Monta’s salary off the books, with or without moving Andris, they could be in very good shape to surround Curry and new All-Star big man David Lee with some complementary talent. As such, I think cap relief should be enough to do the trick, unless new management holds Monta in very high regard.

The Fits

Of course, any team acquiring Monta will have to pay the high price of his contract, even if only expiring contracts are needed to pull off the actual trade. Since I presume the Warriors will ask for very little, and few teams will come knocking on their door, we’ll scratch the usual fake trade bit and instead look to see if anybody will want to pull the trigger.

Now, the way I see it, there are two sets of qualifications a team must meet if it is to acquire Monta. Any possible suitor has to belong to one of two groups:

Group A

  • Have a strong locker room and/or a veteran coach who could channel Monta’s game into the efficient scorer he once was while making it clear to him that he is not a first option
  • Have a big point guard or an otherwise strong enough defensive squad to let Monta guard points without being one on offense
  • Need another perimeter scorer enough to allow themselves a gamble
  • Be strong enough financially to allow themselves the long term commitment that is Monta

Group B

  • Be utterly and completely insane.

The sad thing is, that I don’t see many teams in Group A. The Lakers don’t need more scoring and they certainly don’t need more headaches; the Celtics already have a smaller, lesser version of Monta in Nate Robinson, and don’t have the minutes to offer Monta even if he came instead of Nate; the Magic could use another scorer, but they need it to come from the outside, and Monta is best utilized as a driver, not to mention pairing him defensively with the diminutive Jameer Nelson could be disastrous; the Mavs already have three undersized shooting guards, all of whom are better outside shooters than Monta and require the ball less.

As far as contenders go, there is really only one team who makes any sort of sense for Monta basketball wise: the Spurs. If Tony Parker is intent on leaving the squad, Monta could step into his shoes as the small point guard who gets to the rim and wreaks havoc. However, the Spurs are so intent on chemistry – and Parker is so much better than Ellis – that it will never happen. And to be honest, even if Tony wants to leave (and I don’t buy it), I sincerely doubt the Spurs move him, which is why you’re not going to see a Tony Parker edition in this A Walk Around The Block series.

This brings us to the crazy category.

The Grizzlies might renew their interest in Monta for absolutely no reason; the Bobcats need a point guard and might not realize Monta isn’t one, and Larry Brown could always talk himself into a Monta Captain Jack re-union before getting sick of both of them 10 games in; the post-Lebron Dan Gilbert has yet to do something truly crazy since his comic sans implosion, and can’t be counted out; and of course, David Kahn is still alive and acquiring small guards with a vengeance.

Final Verdict

Despite the large number of teams I threw out in the previous category, you’ve probably realized that I’m kind of stretching. As talented as Monta is, especially in the no-hand-check era, he brings the kind of headaches that only the league’s best coaches can afford to deal with. And those coaches are usually employed by teams that are too good to need Monta.

Chances are, if the Warriors truly want to move him, some team will be desperate enough for talent to gamble. However, the Warriors themselves don’t boast large amounts of talent on their squad (seriously, look at that roster, it’s frightening once you get past the starting five). With new management apparently content on breaking in slowly (give me another reason not to fire Don Nelson), I doubt the motivation to move Monta will be strong enough to find a partner.

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KG Takes Two Weak, Unispiring Fadeaways

by Jared Wade on December 29, 2009 at 4:02 pm · 1 comment

I spent all my NBA writing time of late on two things for Hardwood Paroxysm, so despite my best efforts, there will be nothing new from me here today. But much of that stuff will interest all of yall just as much, so head over to take a gander.

In my opinion, the most interesting nugget was a note about KG’s decision to take back-to-back jumpers late in Boston’s loss to G-State last night, despite having two clear mismatches on the guys guarding him (Monta Ellis and Corey Maggette).

Here’s the full breakdown.

Lemon Face – KG Fading Away

After resting on the bench for quite some time, KG entered the game in the fourth quarter with about 6 minutes to go and his team down by 5. About three possessions later, he found himself with the ball being guarded by Monta Ellis. To be completely fair, he didn’t have a ton of time left on shotclock, but that does not forgive the terrible, awkward, off-balance fadeaway he opted to take over a 6?3? guy who weighs less than the sandwich Big Baby ate during half-time. Then, on the next trip down the floor, Garnett again found himself with the ball in the midrange and, again, had himself a nice mismatch, this time over Corey Maggette. What did KG do? He took and badly missed another off-balance fadeaway. Rajon Rondo was able to score the next 6 points for Boston and keep them within a few missed Ray Allen threes from coming back to steal the win on the road, but it’s inexcusable for the Big Ticket to ruin two key fourth quarter possessions — especially when Paul Pierce isn’t playing, Rondo is reluctantly not completely taking over and Ray Allen is shooting like Marquis Daniels. That’s just not a winning formula for the Celtics. In fact, I actually have the formula that proves it.

And, yes, the main reason I’m posting this is just so I can include the corresponding formula that explains why KG should not be doing this. It was devised by Rakim, who we know drops science like a scientist, so you know it’s good.

Most of all, however, you should head over to HP for another 1,000 or so words on who else had great or bad evenings last night. And once you’re there, you can also find another 1,000 words previewing tonight’s games.

The Kevin Garnett Winning Formula

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All the News Fit to Six: December 1, 2009

by Jared Wade on December 1, 2009 at 9:57 am · 2 comments

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(Photo by Ezra Shaw/Getty Images)

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Cpt. Jack the Point Guard

by Jared Wade on November 16, 2008 at 6:09 pm · 0 comments

Given that he’s playing on one of the most talent-deficient rosters in the NBA, the remarkable job that newly appointed “point-forward” Stephen Jackson has been doing to run the Golden State offense thus far this season will probably go undeservedly overlooked.

From what I’ve seen, however, he’s not only overachieving at this task to a staggering degree, he has overhauled the entire way he approaches the game of basketball as he embraces the challenge and responsibility to quarterback the team. As collateral damage, the Golden State unfortunately lost most of his violent energy bursts that, along with Baron Davis’ coolest-kid-in-school persona, came to characterize the modern Warriors, but those by-gone days ended when Beardy jumped ship to Hollywood anyway, and the Extreme Makeover Cpt. Jack appears to be a much better player, even if he is now somewhat less dynamic (and, of course, infinitely more boring).

Just watch the way he now expertly leads the pick-and-roll with unsavvy role players such as Andris Biedrins and Ronny Turiaf. There is a constant steadiness and efficiency of movement that has migrated throughout his entire game and is now evident in everything from his purposeful, bland dribbling motions to his calculated, fundamental entry passes. His entire demeanor, gait and movement drips with a calm, collectedness that sits in such utter defiance of his signature minute-to-minute fits of explosiveness that it is hard to believe this is the same player who was yelling while drilling dagger threes nightly last spring or dusting off Baron’s shoulders after he emasculated Andrei Kirilenko during the “We Believe” 2007 Playoff run — let alone the unhinged maniac following Ron Artest into the Palace of Auburn Hills crowd.

This isn’t to say that none of the things that make Stephen Jackson be Stephen Jackson remain. He’s still wont to throw out the three-finger Calderon after a big triple or brashly head-nod and talk to himself after a flashy assist, but the deliberate consistency has pushed those to the background and, from what I’ve seen, these things seem to come more when he’s playing off the ball while Don Nelson is trying to pretend that either CJ Watson or DeMarcus Nelson can run an NBA offense. It seems like he has a Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde switch.

As a fan with zero interest in what the Warriors record looks like at the end of the year (spoiler alert: not gonna be pretty), all of this is a horrible development — the unpredictability and wild antics of the Mr. Hyde Stephen Jackson are one of the more enjoyable subplots that this League has.

But in a pure basketball sense, this growth and maturity of his playing style are laying the foundation of a much more nuanced game that will keep him balling at a high level even as his athleticism begins to fade and, ultimately, prolong his career.

And in the near-term, what it really should do is prolong Monta Ellis’ career as a shooting guard (presuming, ya know, he returns some day from his moped fall).

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Deep Background on Montagate

by Jared Wade on October 15, 2008 at 4:31 pm · 7 comments

I’ve been meaning to post on how absurd it was to suspend Monta Ellis for thirty games since last week. This suspension, of course, isn’t even really a suspension, yet a $3 million fine, as Monta will be rehabbing well into the New Year and not suiting up for at least that long anyway.

Yes, he technically breached his contract by riding a moped and then lied to the team after he fell off said moped and wrecked his ankle, but did such foolishness really warrant pissing off and potentially alienating the 23-year-old tweener you just made the face of Warrior nation when you gave him a $66 million contract this summer?

I’m sure Monta knows what he did was wrong. And there certainly should have been some recourse against the kid for his actions and the fibbing…but wouldn’t have ten games (by my math, a $1 million fine) been enough?

Whether or not Monta and his agent will appeal the suspension remains up in the air (via Slam) but, regardless of if he does or does not file a grievance, I don’t think it’s a lofty assumption that Monta is in no way happy about losing $3 million. I suppose it is sort of a sad statement about the state of the NBA to assume he may be immature enough to own up to actions and take the fine like a man…but does anyone really think that’s his state of mind right now?

Ultimately, $3 million is a small percentage of the $66 million he has coming to him, so let’s hope he takes the noble route and rehabs just as hard as he would otherwise. But considering how minor that figure is to a billionaire team owner, it seems like an awfully bold — and foolhardy — move to hope he doesn’t just Tim Thomas his way through the next half-decade. (Usage Note: Throughout most of its history in English, “Tim Thomas” was used only as a noun, describing the given name of a 20th Century NBA basketball player. Around the 2001-02 NBA season, it began to be used in hoops articles and NBA blogs as a verb, meaning “to phone in an entire NBA contract and ostensibly decide that you care much more about being a filthy rich, twenty-something millionaire than any sort of legacy you might have as a professional athlete” as in Looks like Tim Thomas pulled another fast one when he Tim Thomased it again in Los Angeles. This poetic, verb usage has since become so well entrenched generally that many people have come to consider it as the only correct use.)

Maybe six-year guaranteed contracts are a problem in the League and should be addressed in the next CBA if guys can’t be counted on to man up and play through them regardless of circumstances (and, by the way, I’m not insinuating Monta is any more apt to behave this way than anyone else his age/income bracket in this League would). But until that happens, G-State is playing a dangerous game.

To me, all that just seemed to make logical sense — especially when you factor in the corrosive possibilities the whole thing could have on other team members and presumed friends like, say, Stephen Jackson, who we know “rides together.”

But now, as El Duderino would say, new shit has come to light, man.

I suppose it’s been apparent that there were some problems brewing in Oaktown’s front office, but today’s scathing accounts from Fear the Beard and Kelly Dwyer of Ball Don’t Lie certainly make a decision that seemed a little foolish seem even more scary for Warrior fans.

Not only that, but Golden State exec Robert Rowell is coming off as the organization’s financial hatchet-man, bent on minimizing expenditures wherever possible, even if that means inexplicably vetoing a $39 million/3 year extension for Baron Davis, and letting both GM Chris Mullin and coach Don Nelson play out the final, lame-duck year of their contracts without even attempting to negotiate an extension. (There are rumors that he’s also personally negotiating an extension with an agent-less Stephen Jackson without the blessings of anyone else in the front office).

This is how Fear the Beard sums it up:

Are you starting to feel like this dude just really doesn’t give a shit? I am. Or maybe competent coaches, thoughtful and capable front office personnel and happy superstar guards grow on trees where he lives in Candyland.

And this is his final message to Rowell:

Mr. Robert Rowell, you clearly seem intent on taking as much liberty with the goodwill generated by the Warriors teams of the past few years as you like in the service of goals that seem more like those of a petty tyrant than those of a basketball visionary. … Try to stick to the marketing stuff. I personally don’t care much for your tendencies in that department either, but at least pizza-delivery dudes get off of the floor when the game starts. Now, we are starting to feel your influence on the hardwood after the horn sounds, and I’m not much enjoying the feeling. And seriously bro, no matter who you put in a damn rubber suit to shoot t-shirts at me next year, for the good of the fans whose interest you allegedly represent, you had better start leaving the basketball decisions to the people who actually understand them. Some of us are actually there to watch the game.

On the subject of Montagate, he also includes some telling quotes from a Q&A Rowell did with a local reporter that I can’t imagine will be particularly refreshing to Monta Ellis and his $3-million-lighter bank account:

TK: Is voiding the contract now out of the question in the future?

ROWELL: Our expectation is that Monta fully recovers, he’s back on the floor and he has a prosperous career as a Golden State Warrior. That’s our goal and that’s what our focus is.

TK: But if he doesn’t fully recover, you can take further actions?
ROWELL: I think that that is something that we obviously have our rights reserved but other than that, that’s something that really isn’t an issue at this moment. We feel that it’s an injury he’s going to fully recover from.

TK: So you’ve retained the ability to suspend him again?

ROWELL: Those are questions that I don’t have answers too today.

TK: If he comes back in a lesser version of himself can you take another bite out of contract?

ROWELL: That’s something that we’ll review at that time but again our position right now is that that’s not what our goals and objectives are here.

For more-informed and better takes on all the rumors and innuendos flying around about the Dubs front office infighting, check Dwyer and Fear the Beard (who has a great Easter egg at the end for ya).

The only other thing I have to add is historical perspective. Because I’m a Pacers fan, and even I said “Holy Shit” when I heard Monta got 30 games. Again, it’s breach of contract as opposed to on-court fighting or off-court drug/jailhouse shenanigans, so I understand the legal underpinnings of the whole thing, but it’s just hard to believe falling off a scooter and then fibbing to your boss about how you hurt your ankle is twice as bad as Jermaine O’Neal cold-cocking a chubby Detroit Piston fan in the face.

The following are the only other double-digit suspensions in NBA history that I could find. (I’m sure there are some 80s drug ones, among others, that I missed; let me know of any others.)

Lifetime ban – Jack Molinas, Fort Wayne Pistons
1953 – Molinas was barred for life by the NBA soon after he arrived there for gambling on his own team while playing for Columbia University.

Lifetime ban – Michael Ray Richardson, New Jersey Nets
1986 – Richardson, who had publicly struggled with a drug problem for years and got numerous suspensions, eventually got banned for life by young Commissioner David Stern.

3 years – Roy Tarpley, Dallas Mavericks
October 6, 1991 – Tarpley’s “lifetime ban” for violating the league’s drug abuse policy (it was alcohol, no?) was overruled on September 30, 1994, when he was reinstated.

2 years – Chris Anderson, New Orleans Hornets
January 25, 2006 – The Birdman was grounded (sorry about that) for a little over two-years (reinstated March 5, 2008) for failing a drug-test (allegedly coke) and doing this.

73 games – Ron Artest, Indiana Pacers
November 21, 2004 – Malice at the Palace. The suspension was actually the rest of the season, not a specific number of games.

68 games – Latrell Sprewell, Golden State Warriors
December 3, 1997 – Spree was originally suspended for a year two days after choking out PJ Carlesimo, but he ended up only serving out the remainder of the season and suiting up for the Knicks the following year.

30 games – Stephen Jackson, Indiana Pacers
November 21, 2004 – Malice at the Palace.

26 games – Kermit Washington, Los Angeles Lakers
December 9, 1977 – Kermit shattered Rudy Tomjanovich’s face with a sucker punch during an on-court fracas.

15 games – Carmelo Anthony, Denver Nuggets
December 18, 2005 – MSG fight where Melo punched Mardy Collins of the Knicks and then backpedalled across the court.

15 games – Jermaine O’Neal, Indiana Pacers
November 21, 2004 – Malice at the Palace. JO originally got 25 games, but it was dropped to 15 on appeal.

11 games – Dennis Rodman, Chicago Bulls
January 17, 1997 – The Worm kicked a cameraman in the junk.

10 games – Darius Miles, Boston Celtics
September 9, 2008 – Smoking weed.

10 games – J.R. Smith, Denver Nuggets
December 18, 2005 – MSG fight

10 games – Nate Robinson, New York Knicks
December 18, 2005 – MSG fight.

10 games – Lindsey Hunter, Detroit Pistons
March 7, 2007 – He tested positive for “phenermine,” an apparently banned weight-loss drug.

10 games – Vernon Maxwell
February, 8 1995 – Mad Max ran up the stairs into the stands and punched a fan.

* Connie Hawkins, while not suspended per se, also deserves mention. I honestly don’t know much about all this, but Hawkins got a bum rap throughout his career stemming from simply knowing Jack Molinas and testifying in the 1961 point-shaving scandal trial. He got kicked out of the University of Iowa and NBA commissioner J. Walter Kennedy made it be known that the Hawk was black-balled from the NBA. He was officially banned from the NBA in 1966 after several years in the ABL, with the Globetrotters and finally in the ABA. He filed a law suit against the NBA and won in 1969, after which he joined the Phoenix Suns.

* Richard Dumas was suspended multiple times over several years for drug violations but I didn’t bother looking it up.

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