Wednesday , May , 31 , 2006 C.Y. Ellis

Larry Brown: Dead Man Talking (Again)

The scriptwriters for The L.B. Saga 2: Electric Boogaloo are back in action following a few days’ rest, and their work continues to be as entertaining as it ever was. With the Knicks having denied the media any access to him within their training facility, a number of reporters followed the still-just-about-coach from practice, and Larry Brown took the unusual step of stopping to shoot the breeze.

Knicks lame-duck coach Larry Brown pulled his car to the side of a Westchester road, hopped out of his black Audi and sounded like a confused soul begging to be put out of his misery.

Riddle me this: Why, with what must be in excess of eight figures in the bank and more on the way, would you drive an Audi? You’ll have to forgive me for avoiding the story here momentarily, but if I came into the sort of bread that fell into Larry’s lap last year, I’d have copped a car worth more than a semi-detached house and ordered twenty-six-inch rims made from the bones of famous people. I guess Coach Brown is planning for the worst financially, which, in his case, would be to keep his job.

Larry Brown: Dead Man Talking (Again)

"I feel like a dead man walking," Brown said yesterday. "As many questions as you have, I have. And I have no answers."
Brown sounded as if he’s resigned to his eventual axing. "You hear anybody deny the story," Brown asked. "I haven’t met with anybody. I work the kids out. I really don’t have any explanation of what’s going on.."
You know, for the first time in this whole affair, I actually feel as if I could give a fraction of a f*ck about Larry Brown’s feelings. Those of you follow The Blog regularlywill know that I’ve called him every name under the sun recently, characterising him as a crook, a snake and, perhaps worst of all, an incompetent coach. 

It wasn’t until I saw today’s pictures of him with that goofy-ass grin all over his mug, however, that I realised how awkward this whole situation must be for him. With Isiah Thomas steadfastly refusing to raise the issue in public or private, and James Dolan eating crayons (or whatever it is that he does for his money), Brown has been left with the sword of Damocles over his head and a hungry press on his tail. Fortunately for everyone, it looks as if New York upper management are about to put him out of his misery and draw a line under the drama that has unfolded over the past few weeks.