Saturday, July 24
15 years ago
Yo from RoPo!
STA @ DAK: L Thrust (#1) 68, W Bikers (#2) 94 (Dakota wins in 6)
Few furries are more superstitious than athletes. Throughout FBA history, ballers have adopted all kinds of rituals and habits to keep their minds and bodies in the game. Barton Rouge curses his opponent's hoop before every match. Zip-Nut cracks walnuts on the media table before tip-off. B-Hop touches his feet before each free throw.
So it would be hard to blame Jakub Lyška (Red Fox, SG) for being worried after the Thrust took Game 1 of the Western Conference Championship series. Even though statistics show that the team who wins the first game has the best chance of winning the series, the Thrust confidently shattered that conventional wisdom when they defeated the Blanks, then the Whips despite losing Game 1 in both series. After their outstanding victory against the Bikers, driven mostly by a spectacular performance from Defensive Player of the Year Doral (Gecko, SG), the Dog from Prague was heard telling a Czech reporter "Nelíbí se mi to." It was a couple days before an English-language news agency translated it as "I don't like this."
Things might have looked better in Game 2, when Sauce superstar Buck Hopper (Rabbit, PG) put on a spectacular performance for his hometown crowd, racking up over 40 points from the floor. Combined with a great show of support from his team, Stanislaus never let the Bikers get a shot at the W through 48 minutes of play. Paul Teronura (Otter, C) did a sensational job of defending Bikers big man Steven Munt (Warthog, C), smacking down shot after shot with his webbed paws, the Cruiser making the Bruiser look like Alan Chesuk in the 2009 FBA Finals. Rookie Carlos Syevens-Quiles (Calico Cat, SF) was unable to defend the crafty veteran Mike Lee (Puma, SF), but was able to find open lanes to the cup, driving in for lightspeed dunks off brilliant dimes from pass-master Jack Howell (Wolf, PF). Even Lyška, despite his earlier concerns, was electric from the arc, bringing the rain through the third quarter. And with XL wrapping up Ryan Malone (Kangaroo, SG), the Bikers found themselves with few scoring options, leading them to a big 27-point loss.
The crowd cheered big for their team. With the Thrust up 2-0 after two dominant wins, they were in the driver's seat. The analysts were all in agreement. With the #1 offensive player in Buck Hopper and the #1 defensive player in Doral, the Thrust had the core and the support they needed for another Finals run. Reporters who thought there was no way the club could recover from the loss of Manuel Katz on the floor were suddenly thinking something else. And maybe finally, this would be the year B-Hop got his ring.
Fate has a funny way of messing with things. Lyška's premonition was all but forgotten when the club boarded the plane to fly out to Rapid City, SD for the bus to take them to Sturgis. The next morning after the trip, Hopper felt so much pain in his knee, he could barely stand up. The team doctors quickly checked the bunny out and determined that the pressure changes from the plane trip had inflamed the tissues in his knee, cutting off blood flow and allowing an infection to develop. It was a very solemn press conference before the game when head coach Don Von Wasser explained Hopper's medical situation and the team's decision to sit B-Hop for Game 3 with future games being day-to-day. When Hopper took to the mic, he confirmed that while the injury was small at the beginning of the playoffs, the exertion put on it had damaged his knee further. He apologized to his fans for not taking better care of his knee.
Still, the Sauce were confident. At the same conference, team cheerleader Mitch Deigo (Kangaroo, SF) was clear. "Hops has pulled us this far by giving everything he's got. Now we gotta do it for him."
Bikers fans have never been known for their tact, and they did their best to keep their reputation when they booed and hissed at the Thrust, holding up tasteless signs reading "WE'RE HUNGRY FOR RABBIT STEW". The fans were likely disappointed to see B-Hop hobbling onto the court on crutches, sitting down without suiting up. But that disappointment vanished when the Bikers changed their gameplan, abandoning their hard D style for more shooting and rough play down low. The Thrust expected the change of style and responded smartly with conservative, defense-heavy play. But the new gameplan was not quite enough to grab the win. Despite neck-and-neck scoring through the first three quarters, the Bikers managed to pull ahead in the fourth when fatigue forced XL and Randy Catcher (Bullfrog, PG) to sit down, giving rookies Douglas Smith (Coyote, PG) and Admiral May (Maine Coon Cat, SG) their first major floor time in the playoffs. Unfortunately, the pair were no match for lights-out shooter Stephanie Beck (Deer, PG) and high-flyer Malone, who quickly pulled their team ahead and finished the game with a 6 point win.
In order to coach a team, you have to be ready to make tough decisions. The loss in Dakota was sobering for the Thrust, and head coach Don Von Wasser thought hard about his next move. Hopper reportedly was feeling better the next day and able to put in limited minutes on the court. That was good for Stanislaus. With a loss by such a small margin, most analysts agreed, the only way the Bikers had won was because Hopper wasn't playing. If B-Hop had just 10 minutes on the floor, no doubt he would have made up the deficit and gotten the win. A 3-1 lead in the series would give the Sauce 3 chances at winning it all. Even if Hopper had to miss 2 games to recover, he would have been able to rest up for four days without having to travel back to Sturgis for Game 6. On the other hand, since Game 5 was scheduled only 2 days after Game 4, if Hopper played the next match, he would have to fly back to California, possibly risking the health of his knee. If he skipped the game, he could take a bus back to California with less risk to his knee for Game 5 in Alpo Arena. It was not an easy decision to make.
Against B-Hop's protests, Von Wasser sent the bunny home on a bus. In an interview before Game 4, he explained the reasons for his decision. "Sometimes to win a series, you have to accept losing some games. In a series like this, we have to maximize our best opportunities. We've got a better chance of winning at home, and we have a better chance of winning with Hopper. And that means sending Hopper home. As long as we win every game we have at home, we'll make the Finals."
Bikers fans were quick to answer. When the Thrust took to the court in front of the hissing crowd, the signs now read "WAY TO BOUNCE, HOPPER", "BUNNY GO DOWN THE HOLE" and "THIS IS A NO PREY ZONE". Beck bristled at that sign when she came out for warm-ups. "I'll bet they don't say that in Spokane," she muttered, before hiding her eyes.
It was probably the most emotion seen for the whole game. In one of the dullest performances in recent playoffs history, the Thrust plainly made only a token effort on the court, putting in their scrubs and never trying very hard against the Bikers. Dakota, seeing that the Thrust were all but surrendering the game from the start, did the same, giving the most floor time Tatiana Trotsky (Horse, C) and Njau Mbadinuju (Zebra, SF) have seen all season. Aside from the fun of watching rookies and lesser-talented players do their best, the game dragged on to its predictable outcome with Dakota tying up the series 2-2 after an 11 point win.
For Game 5, the situation was very different. Buck Hopper had been caring for his knee for days now, and while the team doctors said the best thing for B-Hop would be to end his season now, they agreed that the bunny could put in limited minutes on the court if needed. The Carp told reporters he would only use Hopper if her had to, so when the game started to a cheering crowd of Thrust fans, Catcher took starting point.
Things started off well for the Sauce as the "Double D", Dig'Em and Doral, brought their vicious backcourt defense to seal up Beck and Malone. Teronura's big paws kept Munt in check, holding back the warthog's scoring down low, leaving the Bikers with only Lee and Jack Wayans (Black Labrador, PF) to work points around Syevens-Quiles and Howell. Carlito took advantage of every fast break off steals from Dig'Em and XL, and Cruiser took it to Bruiser with quick, powerful dunks off perfect inside dimes from Howell. With the Thrust firing on all cylinders without their superstar, the crowd cheered their club to a 14 point lead by halftime.
Crowds may love leads. But every basketball fan knows, 14 points can vanish in an instant. That instant came in the middle of the third, when the Bikers made an adjustment in their attack, playing more aggressive D and taking advantage of fatigue in the backcourt. Doug Bentham (Weasel, SG) hit the court and roughed up XL with a series of body checks that racked up fouls, but kept the defenseherm distracted. Beck began hitting shots from the arc. Rookie Samuel Roberts (Clydesdale, C) came in and sped up the inside game, catching PT with the up-and-under move, then leading him away from the paint and using his charging speed for a pair of thunderous alley-oop dunks. By the end of the third, the Sauce's lead became a deficit. Von Wasser knew it was time. With a roar from the crowd, Hopper hit the court.
B-Hop looked good bringing the ball up. He slowed at the arc, staring down Beck-- then dazzled the crowd with a lightning-quick jumper, going up, snapping off the quick release and sinking the triple in Spirit Guide's muzzle. That sent another roar from the fans, but it quickly died when Hopper came back down on his feet and cried out, grabbing his knee. He winced in pain, but stayed on the court. He was slow in the next handful of possession, but then he began to dominate. He snapped Beck's ankles with a jaw-dropping cross fake, rushing the wide open lane for a huge two-handed crusher, hanging off the rim. He then shot a perfect fadeaway through the double-team, followed by a hesitation pull-back on the drive, getting space, hitting the easy jumper right over Lee's paw. The Bikers fought back hard, double-teaming, then triple-teaming the bunny, trying to shut him down and preserve their lead.
With under a minute left, the Sauce pulled themselves within 3. In a brilliantly engineered play, the panting Hopper passed to Doral, then ran behind hir for the hand back. Making a sharp turn around the lizard, he punched the paint, flinging a no-look to Howell in front of the double-team. That distracted the D, letting Hopper curl to the arc, where Doc Pass flung a perfect dime to him at the open corner. Hops scooted his big toes behind the line and shot the J, getting the tying swish with a huge roar from the crowd. But the cheers quickly turned to boos of anger when the official waved off the bucket from an offensive foul away from the ball. It was a solid three minutes of yelling from Hopper and Von Wasser alike before before play could resume.
With 28 seconds left on the clock, the Thrust had a chance to stop the Bikers possession and tie up the game. With Hopper's knee aching, the bunny limped off the floor to let Catcher defend Beck. Spirit Guide brought the ball up and dribbled beyond the arc, letting the clock run down. With just seconds left, Bentham provided a screen as Beck cut. Dig'Em was caught by the pick, but Doral saw the play and swapped D with the bullfrog, following Beck as she curled around the arc. But then XL stopped suddenly, giving Beck an open look. She stopped and shot the jumper from deep, sinking the 3-point dagger. The crowd wailed in horror, then screamed in rage when the jumbotron replay clearly showed Dirty Doug grabbing Doral by hir tail. The officials missed the hold and refused to call back the play, preserving the 6 point lead for Dakota. It turned into a 6 point win as Hopper failed to sink the desperation shot.
The Thrust were in trouble. Von Wasser had gambled on being able to win every home game by limiting Hopper's minutes and keeping him off the road. With the series now 2-3 and Game 6 in Sturgis, the Carp had no other choice. Hopper was on the plane to Rapid City that night.
The day before the game, reporters clamored for news on B-Hop's knee. The trainers had taken special precautions to make sure the tissues didn't inflame like they did before. They drained fluid from the joint and put Hopper on antibiotics to combat any further infection. He was quickly fitted with a new brace to better support the weaker side. Hopper refused to give any comment to the reporters, focusing all of his attention on getting and staying healthy. Assistant coach Manuel Katz didn't mince words with the sportscasters. "The conejo has one focus. You're not it."
The Bikers crowd was not kind to Hopper. They jeered him and taunted the fact the he had missed both earlier games in Dakota. "LOOK WHO'S PLAYING" and "BE-HOPEING YOU'D SHOW UP" danced on signs across the hissing crowd. Hopper didn't react to any of it. Showing himself to be the professional veteran he is, his ears were up, but he wasn't listening.
Von Wasser started B-Hop thinking that a quick, early lead would be the best defense against the determined Bikers. Hopper showed improvement on the floor as he spotted holes in the Dakota defense and exploited them with quick passes to his teammates, or ferocious drives into the paint. Using Lyška early, Hopper slung a pair of dimes to the fox, who sank two triples from the center of the arc. PT worked the ball back from the post-up against Munt, then passed across the key to the rushing Hopper for the big dunk from the side, right over the warthog's back. B-Hop turn-faked Malone, then popped up a high arc to the glass, right in Syevens-Quiles' range for a big alley-oop. The Thrust hit hard and hit early, finishing the first quarter with a strong 10 point lead.
But fate has a funny way of messing with things.
It wasn't even anything fancy. Not a sick crossover, not a ridiculous fadeaway, not some twisting, wrap-around hopstep to the cup. Early in the second quarter, Howell inbound the ball to Hopper after a Dakota score. The crowd sneered and booed the bunny as he dribbled, strolling past the Bikers logo at halfcourt. As he passed, he pointed across his body at a teammate, calling a play. Then on his next step, his foot landed funny and his leg buckled. He fell and screamed, grabbing his knee.
The crowd laughed for a moment, but just a moment-- before an official's time out was called and the Stanislaus trainers raced to surround the fallen rabbit. He lie on his back, holding his leg, an arm draped over his eyes, shaking in pain. The jeers vanished and turned to silence as the trainers gently stretched out his leg. The only sound that echoed in Sturgis Stadium was B-Hop crying.
In a rarely seen gesture, the Bikers fans applauded when Hopper was finally helped off the court, limping and grimacing in pain. He did not return. The Thrust continued to play, and play hard, but the game was somber and lifeless from that point on. It's likely the Thrust barely noticed the Bikers when they retook the lead, or when Dakota blew them out by 26 points. The crowd cheered at the final buzzer as the Bikers won the series in 6 games. The Thrust players left the court with the fans chanting behind their backs. "BEAT THE ROOTS! BEAT THE ROOTS! BEAT THE ROOTS!"
Hopper did not attend any of the post-game interviews. In fact, reports say he refused to take the team plane back to California, choosing instead to rest a little longer before finding his own way home.
Whatever way that might be.
COMMISSIONER'S NOTE: Because of the trouble I had posting this, I'll leave the News and Free Agency Update for tomorrow. Sorry for the delay on this one!
Few furries are more superstitious than athletes. Throughout FBA history, ballers have adopted all kinds of rituals and habits to keep their minds and bodies in the game. Barton Rouge curses his opponent's hoop before every match. Zip-Nut cracks walnuts on the media table before tip-off. B-Hop touches his feet before each free throw.
So it would be hard to blame Jakub Lyška (Red Fox, SG) for being worried after the Thrust took Game 1 of the Western Conference Championship series. Even though statistics show that the team who wins the first game has the best chance of winning the series, the Thrust confidently shattered that conventional wisdom when they defeated the Blanks, then the Whips despite losing Game 1 in both series. After their outstanding victory against the Bikers, driven mostly by a spectacular performance from Defensive Player of the Year Doral (Gecko, SG), the Dog from Prague was heard telling a Czech reporter "Nelíbí se mi to." It was a couple days before an English-language news agency translated it as "I don't like this."
Things might have looked better in Game 2, when Sauce superstar Buck Hopper (Rabbit, PG) put on a spectacular performance for his hometown crowd, racking up over 40 points from the floor. Combined with a great show of support from his team, Stanislaus never let the Bikers get a shot at the W through 48 minutes of play. Paul Teronura (Otter, C) did a sensational job of defending Bikers big man Steven Munt (Warthog, C), smacking down shot after shot with his webbed paws, the Cruiser making the Bruiser look like Alan Chesuk in the 2009 FBA Finals. Rookie Carlos Syevens-Quiles (Calico Cat, SF) was unable to defend the crafty veteran Mike Lee (Puma, SF), but was able to find open lanes to the cup, driving in for lightspeed dunks off brilliant dimes from pass-master Jack Howell (Wolf, PF). Even Lyška, despite his earlier concerns, was electric from the arc, bringing the rain through the third quarter. And with XL wrapping up Ryan Malone (Kangaroo, SG), the Bikers found themselves with few scoring options, leading them to a big 27-point loss.
The crowd cheered big for their team. With the Thrust up 2-0 after two dominant wins, they were in the driver's seat. The analysts were all in agreement. With the #1 offensive player in Buck Hopper and the #1 defensive player in Doral, the Thrust had the core and the support they needed for another Finals run. Reporters who thought there was no way the club could recover from the loss of Manuel Katz on the floor were suddenly thinking something else. And maybe finally, this would be the year B-Hop got his ring.
Fate has a funny way of messing with things. Lyška's premonition was all but forgotten when the club boarded the plane to fly out to Rapid City, SD for the bus to take them to Sturgis. The next morning after the trip, Hopper felt so much pain in his knee, he could barely stand up. The team doctors quickly checked the bunny out and determined that the pressure changes from the plane trip had inflamed the tissues in his knee, cutting off blood flow and allowing an infection to develop. It was a very solemn press conference before the game when head coach Don Von Wasser explained Hopper's medical situation and the team's decision to sit B-Hop for Game 3 with future games being day-to-day. When Hopper took to the mic, he confirmed that while the injury was small at the beginning of the playoffs, the exertion put on it had damaged his knee further. He apologized to his fans for not taking better care of his knee.
Still, the Sauce were confident. At the same conference, team cheerleader Mitch Deigo (Kangaroo, SF) was clear. "Hops has pulled us this far by giving everything he's got. Now we gotta do it for him."
Bikers fans have never been known for their tact, and they did their best to keep their reputation when they booed and hissed at the Thrust, holding up tasteless signs reading "WE'RE HUNGRY FOR RABBIT STEW". The fans were likely disappointed to see B-Hop hobbling onto the court on crutches, sitting down without suiting up. But that disappointment vanished when the Bikers changed their gameplan, abandoning their hard D style for more shooting and rough play down low. The Thrust expected the change of style and responded smartly with conservative, defense-heavy play. But the new gameplan was not quite enough to grab the win. Despite neck-and-neck scoring through the first three quarters, the Bikers managed to pull ahead in the fourth when fatigue forced XL and Randy Catcher (Bullfrog, PG) to sit down, giving rookies Douglas Smith (Coyote, PG) and Admiral May (Maine Coon Cat, SG) their first major floor time in the playoffs. Unfortunately, the pair were no match for lights-out shooter Stephanie Beck (Deer, PG) and high-flyer Malone, who quickly pulled their team ahead and finished the game with a 6 point win.
In order to coach a team, you have to be ready to make tough decisions. The loss in Dakota was sobering for the Thrust, and head coach Don Von Wasser thought hard about his next move. Hopper reportedly was feeling better the next day and able to put in limited minutes on the court. That was good for Stanislaus. With a loss by such a small margin, most analysts agreed, the only way the Bikers had won was because Hopper wasn't playing. If B-Hop had just 10 minutes on the floor, no doubt he would have made up the deficit and gotten the win. A 3-1 lead in the series would give the Sauce 3 chances at winning it all. Even if Hopper had to miss 2 games to recover, he would have been able to rest up for four days without having to travel back to Sturgis for Game 6. On the other hand, since Game 5 was scheduled only 2 days after Game 4, if Hopper played the next match, he would have to fly back to California, possibly risking the health of his knee. If he skipped the game, he could take a bus back to California with less risk to his knee for Game 5 in Alpo Arena. It was not an easy decision to make.
Against B-Hop's protests, Von Wasser sent the bunny home on a bus. In an interview before Game 4, he explained the reasons for his decision. "Sometimes to win a series, you have to accept losing some games. In a series like this, we have to maximize our best opportunities. We've got a better chance of winning at home, and we have a better chance of winning with Hopper. And that means sending Hopper home. As long as we win every game we have at home, we'll make the Finals."
Bikers fans were quick to answer. When the Thrust took to the court in front of the hissing crowd, the signs now read "WAY TO BOUNCE, HOPPER", "BUNNY GO DOWN THE HOLE" and "THIS IS A NO PREY ZONE". Beck bristled at that sign when she came out for warm-ups. "I'll bet they don't say that in Spokane," she muttered, before hiding her eyes.
It was probably the most emotion seen for the whole game. In one of the dullest performances in recent playoffs history, the Thrust plainly made only a token effort on the court, putting in their scrubs and never trying very hard against the Bikers. Dakota, seeing that the Thrust were all but surrendering the game from the start, did the same, giving the most floor time Tatiana Trotsky (Horse, C) and Njau Mbadinuju (Zebra, SF) have seen all season. Aside from the fun of watching rookies and lesser-talented players do their best, the game dragged on to its predictable outcome with Dakota tying up the series 2-2 after an 11 point win.
For Game 5, the situation was very different. Buck Hopper had been caring for his knee for days now, and while the team doctors said the best thing for B-Hop would be to end his season now, they agreed that the bunny could put in limited minutes on the court if needed. The Carp told reporters he would only use Hopper if her had to, so when the game started to a cheering crowd of Thrust fans, Catcher took starting point.
Things started off well for the Sauce as the "Double D", Dig'Em and Doral, brought their vicious backcourt defense to seal up Beck and Malone. Teronura's big paws kept Munt in check, holding back the warthog's scoring down low, leaving the Bikers with only Lee and Jack Wayans (Black Labrador, PF) to work points around Syevens-Quiles and Howell. Carlito took advantage of every fast break off steals from Dig'Em and XL, and Cruiser took it to Bruiser with quick, powerful dunks off perfect inside dimes from Howell. With the Thrust firing on all cylinders without their superstar, the crowd cheered their club to a 14 point lead by halftime.
Crowds may love leads. But every basketball fan knows, 14 points can vanish in an instant. That instant came in the middle of the third, when the Bikers made an adjustment in their attack, playing more aggressive D and taking advantage of fatigue in the backcourt. Doug Bentham (Weasel, SG) hit the court and roughed up XL with a series of body checks that racked up fouls, but kept the defenseherm distracted. Beck began hitting shots from the arc. Rookie Samuel Roberts (Clydesdale, C) came in and sped up the inside game, catching PT with the up-and-under move, then leading him away from the paint and using his charging speed for a pair of thunderous alley-oop dunks. By the end of the third, the Sauce's lead became a deficit. Von Wasser knew it was time. With a roar from the crowd, Hopper hit the court.
B-Hop looked good bringing the ball up. He slowed at the arc, staring down Beck-- then dazzled the crowd with a lightning-quick jumper, going up, snapping off the quick release and sinking the triple in Spirit Guide's muzzle. That sent another roar from the fans, but it quickly died when Hopper came back down on his feet and cried out, grabbing his knee. He winced in pain, but stayed on the court. He was slow in the next handful of possession, but then he began to dominate. He snapped Beck's ankles with a jaw-dropping cross fake, rushing the wide open lane for a huge two-handed crusher, hanging off the rim. He then shot a perfect fadeaway through the double-team, followed by a hesitation pull-back on the drive, getting space, hitting the easy jumper right over Lee's paw. The Bikers fought back hard, double-teaming, then triple-teaming the bunny, trying to shut him down and preserve their lead.
With under a minute left, the Sauce pulled themselves within 3. In a brilliantly engineered play, the panting Hopper passed to Doral, then ran behind hir for the hand back. Making a sharp turn around the lizard, he punched the paint, flinging a no-look to Howell in front of the double-team. That distracted the D, letting Hopper curl to the arc, where Doc Pass flung a perfect dime to him at the open corner. Hops scooted his big toes behind the line and shot the J, getting the tying swish with a huge roar from the crowd. But the cheers quickly turned to boos of anger when the official waved off the bucket from an offensive foul away from the ball. It was a solid three minutes of yelling from Hopper and Von Wasser alike before before play could resume.
With 28 seconds left on the clock, the Thrust had a chance to stop the Bikers possession and tie up the game. With Hopper's knee aching, the bunny limped off the floor to let Catcher defend Beck. Spirit Guide brought the ball up and dribbled beyond the arc, letting the clock run down. With just seconds left, Bentham provided a screen as Beck cut. Dig'Em was caught by the pick, but Doral saw the play and swapped D with the bullfrog, following Beck as she curled around the arc. But then XL stopped suddenly, giving Beck an open look. She stopped and shot the jumper from deep, sinking the 3-point dagger. The crowd wailed in horror, then screamed in rage when the jumbotron replay clearly showed Dirty Doug grabbing Doral by hir tail. The officials missed the hold and refused to call back the play, preserving the 6 point lead for Dakota. It turned into a 6 point win as Hopper failed to sink the desperation shot.
The Thrust were in trouble. Von Wasser had gambled on being able to win every home game by limiting Hopper's minutes and keeping him off the road. With the series now 2-3 and Game 6 in Sturgis, the Carp had no other choice. Hopper was on the plane to Rapid City that night.
The day before the game, reporters clamored for news on B-Hop's knee. The trainers had taken special precautions to make sure the tissues didn't inflame like they did before. They drained fluid from the joint and put Hopper on antibiotics to combat any further infection. He was quickly fitted with a new brace to better support the weaker side. Hopper refused to give any comment to the reporters, focusing all of his attention on getting and staying healthy. Assistant coach Manuel Katz didn't mince words with the sportscasters. "The conejo has one focus. You're not it."
The Bikers crowd was not kind to Hopper. They jeered him and taunted the fact the he had missed both earlier games in Dakota. "LOOK WHO'S PLAYING" and "BE-HOPEING YOU'D SHOW UP" danced on signs across the hissing crowd. Hopper didn't react to any of it. Showing himself to be the professional veteran he is, his ears were up, but he wasn't listening.
Von Wasser started B-Hop thinking that a quick, early lead would be the best defense against the determined Bikers. Hopper showed improvement on the floor as he spotted holes in the Dakota defense and exploited them with quick passes to his teammates, or ferocious drives into the paint. Using Lyška early, Hopper slung a pair of dimes to the fox, who sank two triples from the center of the arc. PT worked the ball back from the post-up against Munt, then passed across the key to the rushing Hopper for the big dunk from the side, right over the warthog's back. B-Hop turn-faked Malone, then popped up a high arc to the glass, right in Syevens-Quiles' range for a big alley-oop. The Thrust hit hard and hit early, finishing the first quarter with a strong 10 point lead.
But fate has a funny way of messing with things.
It wasn't even anything fancy. Not a sick crossover, not a ridiculous fadeaway, not some twisting, wrap-around hopstep to the cup. Early in the second quarter, Howell inbound the ball to Hopper after a Dakota score. The crowd sneered and booed the bunny as he dribbled, strolling past the Bikers logo at halfcourt. As he passed, he pointed across his body at a teammate, calling a play. Then on his next step, his foot landed funny and his leg buckled. He fell and screamed, grabbing his knee.
The crowd laughed for a moment, but just a moment-- before an official's time out was called and the Stanislaus trainers raced to surround the fallen rabbit. He lie on his back, holding his leg, an arm draped over his eyes, shaking in pain. The jeers vanished and turned to silence as the trainers gently stretched out his leg. The only sound that echoed in Sturgis Stadium was B-Hop crying.
In a rarely seen gesture, the Bikers fans applauded when Hopper was finally helped off the court, limping and grimacing in pain. He did not return. The Thrust continued to play, and play hard, but the game was somber and lifeless from that point on. It's likely the Thrust barely noticed the Bikers when they retook the lead, or when Dakota blew them out by 26 points. The crowd cheered at the final buzzer as the Bikers won the series in 6 games. The Thrust players left the court with the fans chanting behind their backs. "BEAT THE ROOTS! BEAT THE ROOTS! BEAT THE ROOTS!"
Hopper did not attend any of the post-game interviews. In fact, reports say he refused to take the team plane back to California, choosing instead to rest a little longer before finding his own way home.
Whatever way that might be.
COMMISSIONER'S NOTE: Because of the trouble I had posting this, I'll leave the News and Free Agency Update for tomorrow. Sorry for the delay on this one!
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DAMN!!!
This is just like that guy an who used to play in Cleveland and that team as well. Are they still there?
Is he a free agent now?
Which will no doubt drive the Thrust all the more to make sure they get the right talent around Hopper!
But, yeah. Man, if the Howlers had just won that Game 7, it would have been Thrust/Howlers in the Western Conference Finals. Would B-Hop have had a better chance at the Finals then? Or an ever worse chance!
is all I have to say.
*preps to write a get-well-soon card to BHop...only to stop not knowing where the heck he is*
But somehow, I don't think the team is going to say anything.
On the one hand, I'm happy the Bikers are making the Finals, as they are my team.
On the other hand, I've really grown to like B-Hop and the Thrust. It's sad to see that he wasn't at full strength for this one, or that he injured himself in the last game. I really hope he'll be ok.
THRUST NEED HELP - opinion column by Chrys Bourgeois
It's no secret that the Stanislaus Thrust rely heavily on superstar rabbit sensation, Buck Hopper. As gifted as the bunny is, he would be the man... make that rabbit... on any team in the league.
But the Western Conference Finals against the Dakota Bikers prove the suspicion that there is only so much a superstar's shoulders can take carrying the load of his whole team. And in this case, it has nothing to do with the bunny's broad shoulders... it's his knee that couldn't handle the weight.
The whole series saw Hopper suffering, struggling, and in obvious pain trying to play on a knee that would just have no more of it. When he was able to play, he was sensational, as he usually is. But having to be held out of two games in Dakota, then trying to tough it out through a Game 6, the final game of this series, only to crumple to the floor in agony from a misstep in the 2nd quarter, showed just how valuable Hopper is to the team. Except in this case, it's not a good thing.
The Thrust have some nice pieces, to be sure. But the team's 2nd best player is likely the 2nd worst offensive player in the entire league as far as scoring potential goes (Xau Xian-Xu will fight you tentacle to paw for that lofty title). The previous best 2nd option is standing on the sidelines in a suit yelling garbled Spanglish at Thrust players. The next player down on the list is probably Paul Teronura, and while he's come a long way since getting (if you'll pardon the pun) thrust into the starting center role against then Huntsville center Alan Chesuk in the Finals, he still has a ways to go as far as being a dependable 2nd option on offense.
The sad truth that was proven today is that while the Thrust is a very good offensive team, without Hopper, they are lucky to be middle of the pack, if even that. Just like if Doral were removed from the court, they would only be mediocre at defense overall. The team plays well together, but to be an elite squad, they need their biggest gear to be spinning to its fullest power. Either that, or add another gear.
Which is why this postseason should serve as a reminder that superstars can't do it alone. When Stoat went down, the Rapids fought valiantly in their first postseason appearance in years. Yet Alan Chesuk, a star in his own right, could not do it alone, and his otherwise role player heavy team crashed and burned. The Thrust learned that very lesson tonight, that when their superstar needs a helping paw, he can't quite get it.
Of course, we may not be saying this if he were healthy this series. For a team with one superb offensive option, the Thrust, when healthy, are the best team in the league statistically. But even stars have bad games. Even stars feel pain, bleed, get ill. And the test of a truly unbeatable team is that when those cards are dealt, they have a backup plan. They have the resources to rise to the occasion when luck turns sour for their best player.
The Thrust, this year, are not that team.
My (absolutely vital) opinion, therefore, is this. The Thrust need help. They need someone who can run in the same gym as Hopper, play on the same level (ok, a level below will do) as B-Hop the Great. The rabbit needs a sidekick, someone to take the pressure off those bunny shoulders. Maybe then, he wouldn't be breaking down and sputtering one series short of the Finals. He'd have less pressure night in and night out to be so goshdarned brilliant.
Now everyone knows free agency is upon us. The best thing the Thrust can do right now is get that rabbit patched up, healed up, and ready to take the floor next season pain free. The second best thing (and truly important at this time) is to try their best to pick up a second scoring option to play along side B-Hop and give him some help on offense. Someone who can score at will. Someone who can create their own shot. Someone who can be a go-to-guy when the bunny needs a break.
There are plenty of options out there. The trick is landing one while supporting B-Hop's already massive contract and adding another one (Doral) out of necessity, which has been overdue for 2 years anyways. It's time to put that salary cap to good use and bring in a winner who will take the Sauce to the next level, the level they were so close to back when the trio of Hopper/Doral/Katz roamed the court.
The level of a Champion.
All opinions and words belong to the writer, Chrys Bourgeois, and do not express the opinion of the FBA or its affiliates. Do not distribute without expressed written consent. © Chrys Bourgeois 7-2010.
I wanna help Thrusts somehow. There's some way I could. ;p
He'll bounce back!
Just be sure Foo-Foo isn't there when he's under the knife! Neither She or B-Hop will handle it!
He'd better not disappoint her again.
Seriously, reading stuff like this is the biggest, most genuine compliment I could get for everything I do to build up the FBA. Having others add to the story, to write things like this that not only retrace the steps of the world we've all built up but add to to the detail warms my heart. It tells me I'm making something inspiring and worth building up.
And as always, your writing is stellar. Love the points you've made here and the advice you've got for the Thrust. This is exactly what I'd expect to see in a furry sports opinion column.
Any story behind Chrys Bourgeois?
And Chrys Bourgeois is a take off of Chris Broussard, the ESPN analyst who most closely delivered the details of the Lebron to Miami story before it was announced.
"Sometimes the toughest lessons are taught at the worse time, but we still need to be willing to listen or we prey to the same mistake again."
"Despite of the dark clouds that hover over Valencia and Buck Hopper there is something we can learn as players, as fans, as coaches. The players of the FBA are passionate, giving themselves for this franchise. They come from the 4 corners of the world, to show their skill, and take great risks to have their name mentioned as one of the finest in this game. Let them know they are appreciated even after the heavy storms and crushing blows. "
"Let that be my invitation, to those who travel through the ruff rapids of the FBA, I will be here leaning an ear if you want to talk , join you on the streets for a pick-up game if you need to play or point you in the right direction if you lost your way to the calm waters at the end"
This was a statement made several hours ago from the newly appointed Spokane Rapids General Manager and musician, Nightfire. When ask why he gave such a statement he responded
"There are a lot of hurt players right now, and some of these players have separated themselves, dealing with the situation in different ways. Some anger and frustration, others sadness and lost and they are traveling seeking answers. Sometimes players, need to let out what on their mind or prove they still have game, but can't really express that to their peers because they have something to uphold to them. Here they can be themselves and there is someone who can listen. I will emphasize this to my own team as well. It why even now just days after I don this Rapids cap, I worry about John Stoat, Wally Wald, Alan Chesuk and the rest of the team."
When ask about several decisions he has made so far. Nightfire gave no further comments as he said he is eager to see the finals and stated that his goals will be told at his press conference. This is Linda Flori, FBA News
There's a few reasons why I wanted to make a furry basketball league over any other sports. For one, I love basketball. But also, basketball has a world appeal that has attracted athletes from every continent, and that to me is one of the things that makes this sport special. And because the teams are so small, there is a value to the individuals that I don't find in other sports. A famous quarterback is easy to find, but not a famous defensive tackle. Yet there are superstars playing every position in basketball.
Also, since baskteball players don't wear any pads or helmets or other gear, it makes them a lot easier to draw.
Regardless of the reason, I've really fallen in love with this project. And comments like this one are why I love it so much. Thank you for writing this.
Nightfire Kitsura , GM of the Spokane Rapids
THE BIKERS WILL CRUSH YOU
But the Taproots are like that, too.
This is going to be a brutal Finals.
Then the Taproots/Bikers will be like 2005 Spurs/Pistons...
Which was the lowest rating championship series in modern day NBA/television history. O,o
But somehow I'm guessing this series won't be as boring. ;)
Yeah, they're dirty like the Spurs were with Bowen and Horry. Hey, it won them a crucial Game 5 didn't it? ;)
Heh-- I was so miffed when I wrote the whole thing out then accidentially deleted it. But... I'm really glad I wrote it out again. Thanks!
Grrrr... Go 'Roots.
Bring it. I said, BRING IT!!!
I have a new enemy, and his name is Doug. Next year, weasel. Now to go find Buck.
(These last two writeups, and the commentary by you,
And thanks so much for the compliment! Buck's writing prowess is truly inspirational and outstanding, so I had to contribute a bit. ^^
And best of luck next year! Take care of that bullfrog too! XD
And I have no doubt XL is going to be amazing next year. Only question is, where will shi play??
(oh please be Thrust please be Thrust...)
Thank you so much, XL! They were a lot of fun to write, if a ton of work. (Twice as much for the second one... -.-) And yeah, the Finals should be big. Hopefully I'll have as much fun writing about them even without B-Hop... *sniff*
Nothing is going to stop B-Hop from getting a ring.
Hoo man. What a way to end the season for the Thrust... Jeez, that's horrible... but I gotta say that knee injury of B-Hop's was getting me worried about their chances. I had a feeling it would bite them in one way or another.
But props to the Bikers fans... I mean, coming from a guy who's from a city of baseball fans who cheer even if the other team makes a really amazing play (St. Louis), they were on my bad side for a while, but at the end there, it's nice to know that they at least had some humility.
Overall, an emotional series, there.
Poor B-Hop is crushed. He cried on the court not from the pain but from knowing he wouldn't be able to play any more. For someone as competitive as B-Hop, it's the most horrible feeling there is, to get so close to the prize and be unable to snatch it.
Being there 2 years in a row is especially painful.
Poor Hopper's crushed right now, sipping coffee and holding back tears in a lonely South Dakota diner. He beats himself up a lot for stuff like this-- it's in his competitive nature. And a part of him can't face his fans back in California, or his team, feeling like he let all of them down. He needs some time to be away, to be some place where he isn't recognized, and just pretend for a little while that no one saw him lying there sobbing on the court.
But he'll be back. And he'll get better. And he'll be working out twice as hard, training twice as long, not stopping until he's won.
As for the rest of the team most have all been using their free time at the Boy's and Girl's Club coaching athletic departments for the most part. Though Theodore Snaftner seems to be the only one showing interest in the more artistic courses showing off the talent not many knew he had other than basketball. Ricardo taking on Coaching duties in a much larger amount and inviting the Razor Claws to come to practice, after all they need someone to play against after having won their own junior league championship. The younger cubs apparently not being shy about waving their own championship in front of the remaining Pride. Everyone on the Pride though is quite happy for the young bloods, though it seems that lately even at half speed the young cubs are starting to out pace the current Pride roster, "They're getting stupid good. Pretty soon all of our practice games might just become Exhibition games against them..." Faith 'Quicksilver' Madiez had said, "...that Wheeler kid just about snapped my ankles at half court trying to shake me. He's ruthless, like he's got something to prove and hell, he's doin' it."
And the rumor mill has definitely been in high gear lately, though recently it was indeed reported that Val has been on her Basketball tare across the country, she seems to have taken a detour indeed, heading west by north-west as of July 24th. More than likely after getting wind of the loss of the Thrust. The stops that have reported a game stomping lioness have become fewer and apparently more far between though the games as of late have been much less the style of a predator and have slowly become more the play style of a hunter. Games becoming a lot longer, but tighter in point matches, rumors seem to speculate that change in heading and the less aggressive play style has to do with the news, still others believe that Val has found her own style of play and has cooled off from the initial burn of having lost the second year in a row and is now developing her own playbook, centering around herself and her own playbook.
And this is just another wonderful story. It's great to hear how Newark will be spending their off-season. And I was actually hoping Val might come out to Sturgis to see the heartbroken bunny. He could use a hug. Maybe she could use one, too.