By Marcus Thompson
Tuesday, June 12th, 2007 at 11:11 pm in Uncategorized.
What was going through his head? His team needing a bucket, LeBron kicks it out to him as a safety valve. Insiead of kicking it back, Varejao starts reliving his glory days as a pick-up legend in Brazil, like Al Bundy re-living his Polk High days.
You know he had to be thinking, “This is my time. I’m about to be the hero.”
He dribbles left on Tim Duncan, a perennial All-NBA defender, spins back toward the middle and leans in to prepare for a pretty scoop layup. As he rises towards the basket, you know those thoughts was running through his head, “This is my moment. I’m going to make the game-winning play. Save the Cheerleader, Save the Cavs.”
Of course, Varejao was quickly reminded he’s a limited scrub at the NBA level who thrives in a role that doesn’t involve going one-on-one with Tim Duncan and the NBA Finals on the line.
What makes the Spurs so special is that their role players stick to their roles, master their roles. You don’t see Brent Barry waiving off the defense to isolate his man. You don’t see Fabricio Oberto pulling up from three. Too bad for Cleveland they have Varejao, trying to save the cheerleader in a single bound.