Hace como 2 años hubo una gran controversía que involucró al ahora convicto árbitro de la NBA Tim Donaghy. Se le acusó por apostar en partidos, incluyendo varios que él estaba pitando, lo cual lo hace un verdadero gran hijo de mil putas. Ahora después de un tiempo, el chavo decide publicar un libro titulado "Blowing The Whistle. The Culture of Fraud in the NBA". Y no, no lo pueden comprar ni en Gandhi ni por Amazon, ya intenté. La razón de esto es que la liga le prohibio a la editorial publicar el libro. Sí, buena movida para ahorrarse pedos pero no contaban con varios bloggers mucho más geeks que yo que consiguieron algunos cachos. Ni conmigo y mi gran habilidad de hacer copy/paste, honestamente si los traduzco pierden onda. Lea y sea mi complice en el plagio:
"To have a little fun at the expense of the worst troublemakers, the referees working the game would sometimes make a modest friendly wager amongst themselves: first ref to give one of the bad boys a technical foul wouldn't have to tip the ball boy that night. In the NBA, ball boys set up the referees' locker room and keep it stocked with food and beer for the postgame meal. We usually ran the kid ragged with a variety of personal requests and then slipped him a $20 bill. Technically, the winner of the bet won twice — he didn't have to pay the kid and he got to call a T on Mr. Foul-Mouthed Big-Shot Du Jour."
"After the opening tip, it was hilarious as the three of us immediately focused our full attention on the intended victim, waiting for something, anything, to justify a technical foul. If the guy so much as looked at one of us and mumbled, we rang him up. Later in the referees' locker room, we would down a couple of brews, eat some chicken wings, and laugh like hell."
"If a player of Kobe's stature collides with the likes of Raja Bell, the call will almost always go for Kobe and against Bell. As part of our ongoing training and game preparation, NBA referees regularly receive game-action video tape from the league office. Over the years, I have reviewed many recorded hours of video involving Raja Bell. The footage I analyzed usually illustrated fouls being called against Bell, rarely for him. The message was subtle but clear — call fouls against the star stopper because he's hurting the game."
"Allen Iverson provides a good example of a player who generated strong reaction, both positive and negative, within the corps of NBA referees. For instance, veteran referee Steve Javie hated Allen Iverson and was loathe [sic] to give him a favorable call. If Javie was on the court when Iverson was playing, I would always bet on the other team to win or at least cover the spread. No matter how many times Iverson hit the floor, he rarely saw the foul line. By contrast, referee Joe Crawford had a grandson who idolized Iverson. I once saw Crawford bring the boy out of the stands and onto the floor during warm-ups to meet the superstar. Iverson and Crawford's grandson were standing there, shaking hands, smiling, talking about all kinds of things. If Joe Crawford was on the court, I was pretty sure Iverson's team would win or at least cover the spread."
"Tommy Nunez (árbitro latino y autógrafo que tengo en un boleto del Dream Team 2 vs. China) loved the Hispanic community in San Antonio and had a lot of friends there. He had been a referee for 30 years and loved being on the road; in fact, he said that the whole reason he had become a group supervisor was to keep getting out of the house. So Nunez wanted to come back to San Antonio for the conference finals. Plus, he, like many other referees, disliked Suns owner Robert Sarver for the way he treated officials. Both of these things came into play when he prepared the referees for the games in the staff meetings. I remember laughing with him and saying, "You would love to keep coming back here." He was pointing out everything that Phoenix was able to get away with and never once told us to look for anything in regard to San Antonio. Nunez should have a championship ring on his finger."
Todo esto vía www.deadspin.com
Qué pinche asco. También habla de como Dick Bavetta (el que besó a Barkley en la boca después de la carrera en el All Star y árbitro inmortal) se encargaba de mantener los juegos reñidos y largos para oír su nombre mucho más veces en la tele. De que se quería que el juego 6 de las finales de conferencia del 2002 entre los Kings y los Lakers se fuera a un séptimo, Bavetta abiertamente expresó ese deseo y lo llevó a cabo.
¡Muuuac!Repito, qué pinche asco que nos enteremos de esto. Sí acepto que aunque se sabe pues ya que te lo dicen así no está chido. Es como tu novia a la que te estás tirando. Sus papás saben que te la estás dando pero mientras ella siga diciendo "me voy a dormir a casa de mi amiga" no pasa nada. Si después de 5 años de noviazgo ella dice "me voy con mi novio" la cuelgan de los pezones. Lo mismo acá. Honestamente dudé el publicar esto o no porque a fin de cuentas mancha al deporte que tanto amo pero a la vez, las cosas como son e intento mantener este blog lo más objetivo que pueda informándolos de todo lo que está pasando.
Si quieren leer todo el árticulo y extractos del libro les pasó los links.
Link 1 - habla del libro.
Link 2 - los extractos.
Link 3 - chichis, porque lo curan todo, incluída esta estúpida decepción.
Qué asco.
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