You never want to see a player get injured. But the Mavericks announcing that Rajon Rondo is out indefinitely with a “back injury” is my favorite moment of these playoffs.
Because you physically can’t refer to that “back injury” without throwing some big ol air quotes.
As the story goes… Rondo was playing through a sore back in Game 2; he took some contact, aggravated it and now is on the shelf with that brutal “back injury.”
When did he take that contact – did a teammate bump him when he was sitting on the bench for the second half? I’d pay a hundred bucks to see a Rondo MRI. And I’d be willing to bet a thousand more that so-called “back injury” isn’t all that bad. But his relationship with the team is terrible. It’s pretty much terminal.
It would seem the thing he really aggravated in Game 2 was his relationship with Rick Carlisle. Why even bother saying he’s sitting out tomorrow night because of his back? This is a kid saying my dog ate my homework. This is a drunk employee calling in sick and saying he thinks he just ate some bad pizza. It’s a tool who flakes on a first date because he caught that “bug that’s going around” and wouldn’t want to spread it. I just don’t get why the Mavericks are even trying to sell it.
After all, Carlisle doesn’t care. He just straight up said that Rondo will never play in Dallas again.
Real talk, Richard! Forget the back, Rondo’s gonna have whiplash from the way Ricky just threw him out the window. That’s a head coach 86ing a star point guard right in the middle of a playoff series. And he’s right to do it. I guess it could be, in part his back, but it’s 100 percent his act.
Time to land a new team Rajon; take care of that “back” and good luck getting maxed.
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