Totally forgot to do a writeup yesterday, but got inspired last night by seeing Jermaine O'Neal playing basketball in Indianapolis.
Earlier this year I wrote about how Gordon Heyward and Brad Stevens came to be in the NBA, and wasn't sure how people would react since it wasn't gambling related, but I got a lot of nice feedback, and there's been something I've wanted to write up for a while, so here goes. Again, there's no gambling advice, or picks in this, it's purely for entertainment.
I'm a big believer in the butterfly effect. Here's the definition. In
chaos theory, the
butterfly effect is the
sensitive dependency on initial conditions in which a small change at one place in a deterministic
nonlinear system can result in large differences in a later state.
It basically says that one small thing can have a big impact on future events. I'm going to show how 6 inches changed the NBA.
And yes this is from the Pacers perspective.
To understand this story, here's a quick recap of how we got to a certain point. The Pacers fans wanted to draft Steve Alford, and instead the Pacers drafted Reggie Miller. Indianapolis is a weird city. It's a fair-weathered fan base who claims it doesn't like stars. Incorrect. They like stars...only they like THEIR stars. Stars that are elite, likeable, and seem to be like one of them. (Peyton Manning being the obvious one) Reggie Miller was all of that. The city embraced him, and because of that the city embraced the guys playing with him in the 90's (Rik Smits, Dale Davie, Antonio Davis, etc.)
In 2000 the Pacers were coming off an appearance in the finals, and surprised a lot of people by trading for an underperforming Jermain O'Neal from the Blazers. What was tough for O'Neal was that he was traded for a beloved Dale Davis, and fans had a tough time with that. Pacer fan favorites like Mark Jackson, Rik Smits, and Chris Mullin also left, and Indiana legend Larry Bird stepped down as coach. The only guy left behind from the Pacers lovable stars was Reggie Miller, and the Pacers wanted O"Neal to take over for him.
O'Neal shined, and become Most Improved player in 2001-2002. Not only was he better than he was in Portland, he was beoming elite. In 2002-2003 he was averaging 21-10 on a team that didn't score a ton of points, and he was a defensive force. I don't think people remember how unbelievable he was, especially on defense. In the 2003-2004 season I could see how close the Pacers were to winning a championship, and everyone could also see Reggie Miller getting ready to pass the torch to O'Neal. But Pacers fans weren't ready for that. They were still holding on to Reggie Miller as their guy, and Indiana fans don't like change. People still wear Colts Peyton Manning jerseys here to games...no joke.
People forget Brad Miller played on the Pacers, and got there when the Bulls traded him and Artest for Jalen Rose, and others. Miller left the next year, but Artest stayed and was playing great ball with O'Neal and Miller. Going into the 2004 season the Pacers traded Al Harrington to the Hawks for Stephen Jackson, and Jamaal Tinsely was growing.
Surely, everyone can see where this is going.
The Pacers started off the 2004-2005 season playing well, and I remember watching them. People forget the Pacers were beating teams, and Reggie Miller wasn't even playing! He broke his hand in the preseason. Austin Croshere was a starter, and the Pacers were winning. O'Neal, Stephen Jackson, Ron Artest, and Jamaal Tinsely were an unbelievable force. I loved watching them play, but there was always an uncomfortable feeling towards them from the fans. Artest was crazy, and even more crazy than people knew about. I was with one of his friends while we were driving around shooting a music video, and we ended up stopping by one of his houses. He wasn't there, but the house was in this really nice part of town, and there were aunts, uncles, cousins, and kids running around, looking less than rural we'll just say. It was an odd scene that only Artest could bring to the city. I'll be polite and say the neighbors weren't fond of the Artest family's presence in the neighborhood.
Jermaine O'Neal was unstoppable. He could shoot, post-up, block shots, rebound...the dude was on his way to being one the all time greats IMO. His post up game was so polished. He could back down guys smaller than him, or he could take his game outside against bigger smaller guys. He owned the paint. He had a similar presence to what Hibbert has now, but O'Neal was way more athletic. However, I never felt the city embraced him. Yeah, they liked him because they were winning, but they didn't love him. Reggie Miller loved the city. Jermain O'Neal opened a massive night club in an area called Broad Ripple so he and his buddies had a place to party. It's a big row of bars and local businesses. It's a mostly college party place where you'll find Butler students, IU, Ball State, Purdue recent graduates. O'Neal named it 7...after his jersey number. My buddy had a nightclub in that building for 9 years before and it was a dance club, house music, mostly white crowd in a mostly white area. O'Neal opened a personal hip-hop club there and him and Tinsely and company would roll up, not talk to people, and play the VIP superstar roll. It didn't sit well with fans. I even remember seeing them in that area, and they just stuck out. Nobody interracted with them, nobody wanted their autograph, they didn't talk to anybody...it was just very strange to see local sports stars not embraced like they were.
Stephen Jackson had these braids that Indianapolis people associated with thugs. Artest was weird, O'Neal and Tinsely were off in their own little world...and they were playing with Austin Croshere. It was actually funny to watch, but they were winning. Then came the infamous game at Detroit. Detroit were defending champs, and people forget that the Pacers were crushing the Pistons on their own floor. I watched that game. The Pacers were superior, and Reggie Miller wasn't even playing. I remember thinking that the Pacers were going to win the championship that year. They had stars, a bench, and toughness. Man, were they good.
Here's where the 6 inches comes in.