This is really the only comeback necessary.
You know things have gone horribly wrong when J.R. Smith is the one playing peacemaker.
Yesterday's installment of Dan Le Batard's ESPN podcast featured a segment in which Le Batard is joined by Wizards guard Jordan Crawford. The ensuing conversation isn't anything special, save for this anecdote about Crawford's experience matching up against Kobe Bryant (transcription courtesy of DC Sports Bog):
Thanks to Jordan Crawford's last-second shot—that was reviewed and upheld—the Washington Wizards beat the Portland Trail Blazers 98-95. The Blazers got within one by the 2:21 mark in the fourth quarter and eventually tied the game with 3.6 seconds left but Washington would not be denied its ninth win.
Watch the video above carefully. The first thing you should notice is the Wizards' Jan Vesely battling for post position with the Bobcats' Tyrus Thomas. In the midst of the jostling, the referee calls a foul on Thomas, sending Vesely to the line. Or rather, toward the line. Now look for Jordan Crawford. He's the guy…
"I'm the wrong person to talk to about Valentine's Day. I usually get rid of my shorties around now." [NBC Washington]
Jordan Crawford, the 23-year-old guard who has played in a single, 23-59 NBA season: "'I don't tell nobody, but I feel like I can be better than Michael Jordan,' Crawford said, without the slightest hint of sarcasm. 'When I'm done playing, I don't want people to say, Michael Jordan is the best player. I want that to…
The most appalling thing about the Nike Politburo's coverup of the LeBron dunk tape? Kobe Bryant, the league's foremost expert in the painstaking self-cultivation of one's image, gets to look sort of cool by comparison. Sort of.
The flash, apparently official: Nike is now making the implausible case that the two hapless videographers at the LeBron James Skills Academy had flouted a longstanding, super-inviolate "no videotaping" commandment and therefore had to be frisked.
Word out of the LeBron James Skills Academy is that Xavier's Jordan Crawford turned the camp's host into his own personal Fred Weis, the sort of moment for which God created YouTube. Then along came Nike to confiscate the evidence.