The news fell like a hair on the soup, or rather like a hair on the pâté since we were just eating pâté. In short, the NBA All-Defensive Teams fell shortly before the first game of the evening, and once again offer us their share of logic, blue-white-red flag, and… right to vote given to anyone. who.
It is always one of the expected moments of the season. For the ego, for the fans, for the CV, and sometimes even for a small bonus. Who are the best defenders in the League this season? Finally… according to the panel of voters? Zou, table, and we talk about it just below.
A first five ultimately rather logical, with the obvious presence of the three finalists for the DPOY trophy, and the encrusted Marcus Smart and Ben Simmons who both deserve praise. A little wind of revolt perhaps for fans of Kawhi Leonard or Bam Adebayo but what do you want, we weren’t going to start on a five made up only of giants either. Three small caveats in our opinion, like that, hot, and they concern the All-Defensive Second Team. Because three Bucks is maybe a little too much and we would have blown Rico Bledsoe, because Patrick Beverley is All-Grande Gueule Team every day but in fact may not always have his place here, and because we would still have placed a Lowry to make the joint. But what do you want here we do not have the voting card, unlike some who have therefore decided to propose youhou take a look below.
In fact, no scandals in shambles but casually a few striking details, just to play old idiots. In 1 ? A PJ Tucker who fails once again at the foot of the rewards, and we are slowly heading for a hell of a failed act on his career. In 2 ? Bring me the drunk guy at Cointreau who posed Luka Doncic the way you put a cake at the end of a student night. In 3? Big up Matisse Thybulle because 3.1 he deserved better and 3.2 we remind you that he is only a rookie. We will end with the votes offered to Hassan Whiteside or Steven Adams, the team stats probably, you know, the one who does not watch the games too much.
A new page to the ledger of this bizarre year is therefore written, and once again we send a bunch of air-kisses to our national Rudy Gobert. Come on, we’ll leave you, there’s the MVP team playing there, and they’re better off without their MVP.
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