No Good Answer

Sonic-Nugget games are incredibly enjoyable. Neither team plays defense, there are tons of dunks, and Earl Watson and Nene go apeshit. This is how All-Star scripts should go. But last night's 100-97 Sonic win provided further proof of what a dud the Iverson for Andre Miller trade was. The Nuggets were doing fine with a starting backcourt of Miller and J.R. Smith. Now they have a Ridnour-esque point guard in Steve Blake and a superstar tweener guard in Iverson who's subverting himself to 'Melo (admirably, but still) to the point of maddening inconsistency. Another screw-up of Denver's was replacing Reggie Evans in the starting lineup with the aforementioned Hilario. Sure, the Nugs can chalk up steals and blocks aplenty, but they're a woeful meat 'n potatoes defensive team. Had they not gotten greedy and made the Iverson move, I'm convinced they'd be nipping at Utah's heels for the Northwest Division title.

Certain Legos can look great together when positioned properly in the sunlight. But try and build a house with 'em, and they don't interlock at all. That's Iverson and Anthony, the modern reincarnation of the Pippen-Barkley-Olajuwon fiasco in Houston.