I’m truly dumbfounded that anyone could find the NBA playoffs more exciting than the chase for the Stanley Cup. I realize that, as a Canadian, it seems that I’m biased toward what is considered our national pastime. Actually, I hate the prototypical Canadian hockey fan. In all honesty, the sport of basketball is where my heart lies. Growing up, I was one of the few Canadian youngsters who played basketball and NOT hockey. This was before Toronto and Vancouver were awarded NBA teams, when there was a noticeable lack of basketball knowledge in our country. I can still remember one of my coaches referring to the positions in hockey terms (our guards were known as defensemen, and our forwards were known as left and right wing). So to say that I have some sort of preference for hockey is just wrong. In fact, it’s quite the opposite. But when it comes to the NBA, there’s a lot that gets to me.
The most frustrating thing about watching the playoffs is trying to cope with the circus-like environment that now defines the league. The cheerleaders, the fireworks - the overall presentation makes me sick. On top of that, ABC’s coverage of the sport is like watching a video game. It was obviously designed for the MTV generation. Worst of all, it doesn’t acknowledge the history and traditions of the sport. That’s something that really makes me appreciate the NHL, and even Major League Baseball.
Not to say that the NHL isn’t guilty of any crimes, either. For years the league has whored itself out to anyone willing to shell over cash. Just look at the advertising that litters the boards, the ice, the bench, the post game interviews, and pretty much anywhere else there’s room. But I’ll take Hockey Night in Canada over ABC’s NBA coverage any day of the week.
What also sets the NHL apart is the effort that each player makes, both during the regular season and in the playoffs. There is an honest desire there, one that isn’t found in all NBA players (case in point, Vince Carter deciding to attend his commencement ceremony only hours before a playoff game. Ironically, Carter’s dedication has come into question again recently, after he was spotted in a Miami nightclub only hours before game day in this year’s playoffs). Players in the NHL understand and respect the sport’s past, and want that Stanley Cup more than anything.
And who wouldn’t? The Larry O’Brien Trophy pales in comparison to the Stanley Cup. Would Carmen Sandiego want to steal the Larry O’Brien trophy (sidenote – did you know that San Diego means “Whale’s Vagina”? It’s true.)? I think not! And what greater honour could there be than having your named engraved on a trophy with a history that traces back over 100 years?