Category Archives: Crazy Nellie

Writ in Water

Major Nelson: How’d you get in that crazy bottle, anyway?
Jeannie: Oh, a wicked and powerful djinn put me in there…

Well, this is it. Farewell to feltbot. I spoke about my reasons for ending the blog in a post before last year’s championship run, if you’re interested. In a nutshell, everything I’ve yearned for and advocated in Warriors’ basketball has come to pass, and I feel like I have nothing left to say. Well, almost nothing. I have enough left in the tank for one final rant, or appreciation, or whatever it is you want to call what I’ve done here.

But first I’d like to take this opportunity to once again thank the loyal readers and posters I’ve had here, many of whom posted kind words when I first announced my departure. You made this blog a special place for me, something I truly never envisioned when I first began this quixotic endeavor, and you inspired me to keep posting my rants and appreciations, laments and war cries, for far longer than I ever would have believed possible. Thanks for coming along on the ride with me. And what a miraculous ride it was in the end, no?

I will be leaving the blog afloat for awhile, a digital monument to folly. As before, the comments section is scheduled to lock after 30 days, but this time it’s for good. Disappointing to my fellow blog participants, I know, and I regret that, but essential to me as I turn my full attention to my next project.

Ok, let’s do it. As you might have deduced from the first two posts of this three part series, I’m going to end this blog exactly as I began it, writing about an underdog. About someone who has never received the recognition he’s deserved, even though he is now in the NBA Hall of Fame. A true and remarkable genius whose astonishing legacy to the Warriors, to the fans of the Bay Area, and to the game of basketball itself, has gone completely unacknowledged since the Warriors won the championship.

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Crazy Nellie: Don Nelson the GM

It struck me today while contemplating the latest batch of ignorant and vicious propaganda regarding Don Nelson to be secreted out of the San Jose Mercury News, that while everyone is agitating over the decision whether to bring Don Nelson back as the coach of the Golden State Warriors, no one is discussing whether it might be worth while to bring him back as the de facto GM of the Warriors, or re-hire him as a “godfather” and paid consultant after his contract is up.  This is a great oversight by the Bay Area media, which, of course, is what we’ve come to expect from these paragons of journalism.  I wish to correct this oversight.  Let’s discuss Don Nelson the GM.

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Crazy Nellie: Why Don Nelson is the Best Coach for the Warriors

Tim Kawakami has just published a piece in the Merc calling for the firing of Don Nelson.  I disagree essentially with every line of what he has written, and in particular with his conclusion.  I think it would be a huge mistake for the Warriors to fire Nellie.  Here is my rebuttal.

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Crazy Nellie: The End of the Hornets Game

“A coward turns away, but a brave man’s choice is danger.”  — Euripides

In the recent Warriors game against the New Orleans Hornets, the Hornets had the ball and were up by 2 with 0:36 left in the game, when they called timeout. This was the key possession of the game.  If the Hornets could run the clock down and make a shot, the game was over.  The Warriors needed to get a stop.

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Crazy Nellie: The Randolph Conundrum

“…a riddle, wrapped in a mystery, inside an enigma.”            — Winston Churchill

Now that Jackson is gone, and the Ellis/Curry backcourt is no longer as controversial as it was, the Bay Area media have picked up a new hammer to beat Don Nelson over the head with: the playing time of the Warriors tantalizingly gifted young big man, Anthony Randolph.  After witnessing last night’s game, overhearing an interesting comment by Coach Keith Smart, and coming across an article on the Suns’ tantalizingly gifted young big man, Earl Clark,  I feel ready to drop my thoughts on this matter:

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Crazy Nellie: The Ellis/Curry Backcourt

“There is no great genius without some insanity.”   –Seneca

This is the introduction to what will be a recurring feature here.  Most of the NBA commentators, journalists and statistics-peddlers around the league think that Don Nelson is batshit crazy.  In the Bay Area, you can adjust that number upward, to close to 100%.  I will credit Scott Ostler for evincing a hint, or an undertone, or perhaps a suspicion, that Nellie is crazy like a fox, but he stands alone.  There is no doubt among the rest of the Bay Area sportswriters that Don Nelson belongs in Maui, under 24 hour lock-down, in the ward for believers in up-tempo basketball (just down the hall from Napolean complexes), in the asylum for the criminally insane. Continue reading