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I'm numb. Work is killing me, I had jury duty today, a co-op board meeting, our work blogs crashed, my dog ate a sock or something, I'm operating on three hours of sleep and tonight isn't looking much better. This is where sports are supposed to come in. A two-and-a-half hour escape from reality. But what happens when that escape is more bleak than the laundry list of things on your to-do list? After watching the Sixers 105-84 loss to the Rockettes tonight I feel more drained than I did after hours of shuffling between court rooms at the Kings County Supreme Court this morning.

I've been trying to put my finger on what, exactly, about this particular loss set me off and I came up with three options. It was either the Sixers complete ineptitude on both sides of the ball, the fact that aside from Iguodala and Dalembert none of the players looked like the even wanted to be there, or Clyde Drexler's mind-numbing color commentary. I'm leaning toward Clyde The Glide only because I've seen the Sixers play like this enough times to have built up a tolerance for it. Drexler droned on and on about how good the Rockets are, and how unconscious Luther Head is, and how Dikembe Mutombo is elevating his game, and how ... Oh you get the picture.

A look at the box score reveals a few themes for this season of destiny for the Philadelphia 76ers. Willie Green only played 8 minutes, but somehow managed to chuck up 6 shots, hitting only 1. He also contributed 0 rebounds, 0 assists, 0 steals and 0 blocks. Samuel Dalembert is taking lessons learned from hard work with Moses Malone to heart. In 29 minutes he had 13 points and 11 rebounds (6 offensive). The Sixers excel in garbage time. The dregs of their bench cut a 37-point deficit to a 21-point loss.

That's all I've got for today, I'm going to troll for some positive news about one of my teams now to end the day on a high note.

Dalembert is the player of the game.

by Brian on Jan 29 2007
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