It occurred to me last week that there are a number of ongoing storylines this summer in the Boston sports scene that are of high significance for each team that are still playing out. Some of them have inspired my colleagues to offer their opinions on a number of occassions, while others have been a tad overlooked.
What I want to do is just give an overview of what’s the top sports stories in the Hub right now and then give some link love to my colleagues who have dissected these topics at length. However, it appears not much interest has been given to the Boston Bruins’ Marc Savard contract situation. Whatever. I’ve addressed it anyways.
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I dunno if Shaquille O’Neal can bring the Boston Celtics their 18th banner, but I think his arrival in the Hub is the most interesting story line for Boston sports this summer.
Yes, even bigger than the Red Sox’ possible third place AL East finish and wild card run. Even bigger than the Patriots opening training camp as Tom Brady still has no deal in place. Even bigger than then the collective age of the Celtics growing one year. (Or Rasheed Wallace retiring.) Or the Bruins’ drafting of Tyler Seguin, a.k.a. the savior.
It’s that big.
I guess that’s why they call him The Big Leprachaun now. Or Shaq-rock. Whatever you choose. (I happen to like Shaqachusetts.) He’s huge.
I think this list started way back in June or July. I’d hate to let all of these interesting topics go to waste on my account of having gotten too busy.
Shall we dive in:
- The Shaquille O’Neal trade to Cleveland is bigger than a blockbuster — it’s a mockbuster. Everybody thought they had the team they wanted, then Shaq teleported to the eastern conference screwing everything up. Now, everybody’s after their favorite fantasy basketball players — no kidding — and half the teams tore up their rosters this summer in order to stay competitive with the most dominant team on paper. Even Stephen Jackson of my lowly Golden State Warriors wants in on the action. It’s a ripple effect that I just didn’t have time to write about.
- Ricky Rubio has ended my summer on a high note. We’re talking the ultimate ‘eff you.’ Yes sir, he can flip his bird with the big boys and I for one do not blame him. As hard as the Minnesota Timberwolves wanted to chase after the little bugger, he wasn’t interested in living in cold-ass nowhere land. I’m sure growing up in Europe he had dreams of America and living the big life in New York, Miami, Chicago or San Francisco. What can you say, people love the city. But then reality sinks in too fast when you have a 75 percent chance shitty-town syndrome come draft day. It gets even worse when you start to consider market size, with places like Minnesota on the bottom rung of pro basketball’s TV black hole. The T’Wolves haven’t been relevant since Kevin Garnett. Next year isn’t changing that. Ricky Rubio couldn’t change that. And I think he figured that out soon enough, which is why he’s going to Barcelona, baby.