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Jerry Sloan Doesn’t Care for Your Candy Ass

It seems that concurrent with a televised taping of Tommy Heinsohn reading from his new book “Sagacity Manifesto” that was taking place in the Banknorth Garden last night, a pretty good basketball game broke out.

Per usual, Boston’s defense and a late-game onslaught by one of the Big 4 (Rondo this time, who dropped 12 points in the final five minutes and iced the win with a steal) were too much for Utah to overcome, but there was never a sense that the Celtics ever had them completely outmatched. Deron even kept it interesting late with his signature “I piss on pressure’s grave” theatrics, before his injury-plagued squad became the 15th straight team to have their dreams crushed by the Celtics.

But while the Jazz hung around admirably without Booz (mainly due to his understudy Paul Millsap’s sasquatch strength-fueled dominance), Coach Sloan wasn’t particularly pleased with his squad’s physicality. (via Slam)

“It looked like we were scared to play against them to start the ballgame,” said Sloan. “Looked like we wanted to play out on the perimeter and take jump shots…They’re awfully hard to get the ball inside on, because they’re an excellent defensive team and they knock you around a bit.”

“Our guys wanted to stay outside because I think they were afraid they’d get hurt. They had us intimidated a great deal and had us out on the perimeter. We never did fully recover.”

The lesson? We man up round these parts, fellas. Get steppin to.

UPDATE: Pierce also left the game with an apparent knee mallady in the final minute or so…but it sounds like he’s fine.

"You disgust me." (Photo by Justin Sullivan/Getty Images)
"You disgust me." (Photo by Justin Sullivan/Getty Images)

How Good Are Your Team’s Announcers?

The best part about League Pass is listening to announcing crews that you rarely get to hear. Some of them are really good (Nets, Pacers, Knicks) some of them are bad (Kings, Rockets, Jazz) and some give out Tommy Points. Most of the others fall somewhere in the middle between unmemorable-yet-solid and I’d-mute-this-to-listen-to-Kid-Rock territory.

But, admittedly, I am underexposed to some crews, such as Minnesota, Milwaukee and obviously Okay City, so I really can’t rank em all off the top of my head.

That’s where you come in.

Dime is asking you to grade your local commentators. Head over there to do so and feel free to weigh in here below.

And for the record, Tommy Heinsohn is amazing — particularly last night.

Dana Barros Wants To Start Talking About Fat, Multiracial Midgets in a Sweaty Bathtub

There really is little better in life than hearing such Confucian wisdom from a former NBA tweener with a girl’s name who hadn’t even entered your stream of consciousness in a half-dozen years. Presumably, you have no idea what I’m talking about.

Don’t worry, baby birds, I’ll feed ya.

And here’s the Dana Barros transcript for those of yall too lazy to sit through a two-minute Semi-Pro trailer:

“When you start talking about bringing people together in a sweaty bathtub — black/white, big/tall, skinny/fat, midget/giant — bringing ’em together in a sweaty bathtub…how much more together can you get than that?”

It’s hard to nitpick with such unadulterated greatness, but given the presence of so many former Celtics and broadcast booth mate “Tommy Point!” Heinsohn, would it really have been that difficult to dig up Bob Cousy solely so we could hear him pronounce Dana’s last name?

And, I’m not a professional movie critic, but I’m pretty sure a Dino Radja sighting would have clinched that Academy Award. Amateurs.