Searching For Houston’s Identity

All great teams have an identity. Usually if sustained success is there and a championship (or multiple) is won, that identity stretches further beyond even the most universally known superstar. Here are some examples:

Right now the Boston Celtics are a group of talented veterans—gritty, tough, defensive minded, led by the best communicator in the league. They shake hands before games and tip their cap after, but for 48 minutes there’s no smiling or friendly mingling; before Miami came together, Boston was the least popular team the league had. They won one championship and were hindered from snatching another two by a pair of faulty knees. They’re good. They have an identity.

The mid-aught Pistons were a well-functioning motor of faceless brilliance. Detroit was built on defensive versatility and toughness—much like Boston except the Pistons didn’t have anyone who you might consider worthy of the Hall of Fame—with players who were good enough to understand if they sacrificed personal statistics, integrated success would follow.

The face of Los Angeles is Kobe Bryant, but their identity through the last two championships was defined by two giants in the front court; impenetrable length, a tried and true formula for success dating back to the sport’s very first days.

The 2011 Mavericks begin and end with Dirk, but they combined top to bottom experience, lethal shooting, bravery, and versatile defense to create an eventual champion. When you think of that improbable playoff run, what stands out most is when they swept Los Angeles by chucking grapes into a swimming pool. They. Could. Not. Miss. That was the fundamental attribute separating them from everyone else: Guys who didn’t hesitate to shoot and weren’t afraid to miss, probably because they didn’t.

The Oklahoma City Thunder are collegian wunderkinds pushing their older colleagues into early retirement—too good to be naive, but still developing.

All these teams are/were well respected championship contenders. So, who are the Houston Rockets? Here’s what we know: Last year Houston was one of the highest scoring teams in the league, finishing third in 4th quarter points per game and fifth in points from three-pointers; they have two players (Luis Scola and Kevin Martin) who are talented enough to make an All-Star team but aren’t quite franchise elevating superstars; only one player (Scola) is 30-years-old or older; they’re small (Jordan Hill and Hasheem Thabeet are the only players signed to a contract who stand 6’10” or taller); their roster is filled with guys who’re stuck in between positions (Hill, Goran Dragic, Patrick Patterson, Chuck Hayes, Terrence Williams, Chandler Parsons (?), and Marcus Morris to name a few), and they’re one of the more culturally diverse teams in the league (Dragic, Thabeet, Scola, and just for fun we’ll include Nikola Mirotic).

That pretty much sums up what we’ve got going on in Houston, but where do we begin scraping in our search for that sweet, juicy center? Looking at this list, some characteristics are positive, some negative, and others neutral. Right now it’s safe to say Houston doesn’t have an identity, which is okay because it’s still summer and over half the league could say the same thing. After digesting all this information, what we have is a fork in the road—a slightly irritating option Daryl Morey gets paid the big bucks to meet head on.

If the team doesn’t have an identity right now, what’s the most practical way of obtaining one? And what’s the path this team should be looking to forge with its current personnel? Should Houston be building around said personnel or devising a plan and sculpting an amended roster to fit that particular vision? The Rockets are young, offensively gifted, and in over their heads defensively. But they have fiery, motivated guys who for the most part have all proven to be capable at performing well at the NBA level. Not to overrate defense or underestimate its importance, but if you throw a healthy Hasheem Thabeet out there, with no pressure, and just tell him to block shots and defend the post like his livelihood depends on it (which it does) doesn’t that partly solve most of Houston’s defensive inabilities in one foul swoop?

Obtaining Dwight Howard, the best defensive player in basketball, would be great, but thanks to a questionable deal at last year’s trade deadline, the most feasible solution to Houston’s biggest problem might be solved in house. So far Thabeet is a bust, and nobody disputes this, but now that the expectations have tapered from franchise big man to 25-30 minutes a night of shot blocking mayhem, he just might become something useful.

Use Thabeet as a temporary Band-Aid over the height and defense issue, and the Rockets have a clearer focus: Making a good offense even better. By improving their defense from anemic (Houston managed to sandwich itself between Minnesota and Golden State for ninth worst defensive FG% last year) to on the cusp of respectable, this might be what the Rockets become next season: A young, hungry group who can score points and run opponents off the floor. A less skillful version of the Oklahoma City Thunder comes to mind. For a team which missed the playoffs last year, that doesn’t sound like a bad thing. At least its an identity.

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A 7’6″ Hole to Fill: Breaking down the Rockets’ Centers

So here we are at the center of our discussion. The Rockets are a team built around the expectation of a super-large anchor who’s chain separated and set the team adrift in a storm with a demagnetized compass. And now the team’s fantastic collection of parts seem like just that, parts.

With the giant man in tow, perimeter players such as Kevin Martin and Kyle Lowry look to have been perfect cogs in an efficient inside/outside machine that now sputters and spits black smoke, leaving it longingly on the outside of a working plan, looking in.

What’s left are who we have to discuss, players with impossibly-sized shoes to fill. (We miss you, big man.)

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Powering through the Rockets’ Forwards

In recent NBA times, defining the power forward and center positions has been about as simple and clear as corporate tax code. Tim Duncan is apparently a power forward, while Mehmet Okur and Andrea Bargnani hoist three’s from the center position and Brad Miller passes out of the high post and looks cool in a headband.

For the Rockets, this ambiguity is not lost as the great fall of the giant man meant the team’s starting center was shorter than its shooting guard. Left to make sense of this mess, Kevin McHale’s starting line-ups next season are likely to be as consistent as Brandon Jennings’ jump-shot.

For the purposes of this lockout-(un)inspired task I’ve set myself upon, I’ve chosen three of the Rockets roster of post men to designate as Power Forwards.

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ESPN: 5-on-5 on the Milwaukee Bucks

Today’s new 5-on-5 discussion has been published with some thoughts from myself on the Milwaukee Bucks, including this take on this summer’s trade between the Bucks and Bobcats that brought Stephen Jackson to Wisconsin:

Last season’s Bucks offense revealed a couple of things: Bogut’s hand functions as if repaired mostly with duct tape and hope, and Milwaukee needs scoring oh so badly. Though taking the ball out of Jennings’ hands might stunt his growth, Jackson’s particular brand of point-forward-iness should open up an offense that needs ball movement and shooting as badly as any.

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From the NinetyFourums: The blessed and the cursed

Reader Favian Pua breaks down each of the NBA’s respective fanbases:

16. Houston Rockets: The Yao Dynasty has come to an end and dissipating for the most part is the Chinese community who wholeheartedly rode the Rockets bandwagon for the past decade. For those who are sticking it out with the Rockets this year, be warned that this will be the first year of true growing pains. This motley of talent and upside is really young. A quick look at their roster shows that only their two stars, Kevin Martin and Luis Scola, are above 25. However, this youth movement has a predictable ceiling and it doesn’t look like a future superstar is coming out of the fold. You have been warned. It’s been said over and over again: 2009 feels so long ago.

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