OK, I’m not entirely sure what went down in the talks between Sloan and former king-of-the-world MJ, but, according to Sports Illustrated, the sacred ex-Utah Jazz coach pulled himself out of the running for the Bobcats gig for unknown reasons.
For me this is neither here nor there. While I would love to see Sloan tackle a job with another team, part of me wants him to ride quietly into the sunset. No, he never won a ring and he probably never will due to his aged coaching techniques, but people look at his career and marvel at his success. Bringing him back into the league with another team would be like Steven Spielberg and George Lucas teaming up for another Indiana Jones film. One with aliens and Shia LaBeouf. In short, it’d be ridiculous and something of a shallow cop-out.
Even so, Sloan continues to spout out typical Sloan (if not Jazz) cryptic messages. He continues to show his enthusiasm at returning to the sidelines, but insists he’s not actively pursuing any jobs. As for those rumored positions in Orlando and Portland: “I wasn’t involved in (those situations), and people said I was but I wasn’t at all,” Sloan said. “I only talked to Michael Jordan. That’s it.”
OK. So maybe he will, maybe he wont. Personally I think he’d be a fairly decent fit with the Trailblazers, if only because their size and point guard status would allow Sloan to do what Sloan do best: pound the ball in the paint until teams figure out that’s all he’s going to do, after which they clog the lane and force Sloan’s players to take outside shots, which they’re not very good at because Sloan don’t give a damn about outside shots … That was a rambling sentence, I know. I have years and years of pent up Jazz aggression I’m still trying to work off …
I will say this: Jerry, you had a good run in Utah. Not a GREAT run, but a good run. Let it go. Move on. The league’s changed. There are no more Larry H. Miller’s managing teams and offering secret hand shake deals that guarantee job security. Coach of the Years get fired all the time, just ask Byron Scott. It’s a players-first league, just ask LeBron. Hell, if you couldn’t work it out with D-Will, you have ZERO chance of making it work with Dwight in Orlando. You did the Jazz organization proud, but move on. Or, start appreciating the 3-pointer dammit! I mean come on … Nope. I’m not gonna get mad again.