It has taken me a couple of days to fully be able to accept the fact that Yao Ming’s career is over. I’ve always been one of his staunchest supporters, I would defend him, I would stand by his side when naysayers would attack him for being too weak, too skinny, too soft or ineffective. Now Yao’s basketball playing days are over and many people will consider him a bust. But is it fair to say he was a bust? The man was a good player and a good person. A great ambassador for the sport and the NBA. He pretty much single-handedly opened up the market for the NBA in China. Almost all the Houston Rockets have shoe deals in China. But the truth of the matter is that Yao wasn’t the game-changing-life-altering-7’6”monster that we believed he would be. Yao wasn’t a basketball god, he was a mortal. A international player that didn’t bang in the post so he was labeled soft. A quiet soft-spoken gentle giant so he was labeled weak. A player who never lead his team to the finals so he was labeled ineffective.

Is it fair to view Yao’s career by the things that he didn’t do? Or should we look at the things that he did achieve. The same can be said about Yao’s playing style. Everyone was so quick to look at the things that Yao couldn’t do that they rarely looked at the things that Yao could do.

Yao didn’t grow up in the ego-driven basketball society of the NBA. He was taught team basketball. A type of basketball that prized playing as a team over playing as a stats-driven star. Yao also didn’t take much time off from playing basketball. When his NBA season ended, he would play for the Chinese national team. Why? Because Yao didn’t forget where he was from. He felt like he owed his country. (In the NBA some players pass on playing for the US team in favor of recovering from a grueling season.) Of course Yao was injury prone. He was a 7’6” monster that never stopped playing basketball for 8 years (not including his pre-NBA career). His feet became injury prone because of how much he played the game and a person’s body can only take so much abuse. It was a matter of time before Yao’s body began to break down from all the ball he played. And he wasn’t in the media complaining about it.

Jeff Van Gundy proclaimed that he believes Yao should be a Hall of Famer. Why? Because of all the things that Yao did. Not because of the things he didn’t do. So when I remember Yao’s career I’m not going to focus on the the bad. I’m not going to look at Yao’s career average of 19 points and 9 rebounds and think, “He was just one point and one rebound away from being a 20-10 guy.” I’m going to remember that Yao put up those numbers through hard work and sweat, through being under the microscope he entire career, through constantly being taunted and criticized and through playing a for his national team in his time off. Why? Because Yao had priorities. He’d put others above himself. He’d carry the weight of his teams and take the heat and work hard to be a better player.

So, even though it’s hard to say goodbye to Yao Ming when his career didn’t end up the way we wanted I’m happy he’s thinking of himself for once. And when I look back at Yao’s career I’m going to look at all the things he did do, not the things he didn’t.

When your team isn’t having a great season it’s a known fact that someone is going to be traded at the trade deadline. It’s just a fact of life. And as with life sometimes it can be a bit painful. The last couple of days I’ve been telling my girlfriend, “Hey, I think we’re trading Shane Battier.” She would shake her head and say, “No way! Why would we do that.” I felt the same way but the reality of the situation is that Shane’s days as a Rocket were numbered. Our swingmen core consists of Kevin Martin, Chase Budinger, Courtney Lee and Terrence Williams. Young, fast and deep. Shane is getting older and the Rockets want to find some playing time for their younger and in a way more exciting players.

But this is Shane Battier! The ultimate team player. A man who inspired an amazing Wall Street Journal article about the underrated powers he possesses. He makes teams better, he’s unselfish, he rises to the occasion and does what it takes to win (even if that means doing the little things casual fans and highlight reels will not notice). But then there are the facts of life in basketball: Shane is getting older (critics say he’s a step slower and his production is on the decline), he is in his final years of his contract with the Rockets and would most likely not be signed back next year and he is a valued commodity. People still want Shane Battier on their team. You have to sell while you can.

I didn’t want to see Shane Battier go. I wish he’d be a Rocket forever, retire a Rocket and run for Mayor of Houston and hold karaoke competitions until he’s an old man. But that’s not how life works. Rockets GM Daryl Morey has critics watching his trade deadline move to see how he improves the team and Shane Battier is a logical choice to move out.

And then there’s Aaron Brooks. The speedy little point guard who was handed the keys to the Rockets when we wisely traded Skip-to-my-Lou and won over Rockets fans with his quickness and underdog-type mentality. He even won Most Improved Player last year. However, this year he got injured early and hasn’t bounced back. He lost his job to Kyle Lowry who plays the point guard position better but not with the same pizazz. Brooks has been struggling to get back in his groove and now he’s been traded to Phoenix. I’ve always liked Brooks, even if he wasn’t a pure point guard. But this is good for him. He needs a change of scenery and a fresh start.

It’s never fun to see players you actually like go. It’s not fun to think that Yao’s feet will never be the same. But he’s been putting 310 lbs. on them for years now and he’s wearing down (and his contract is up at the end of the season). You want to keep the good, fun, entertaining players but that’s not how it works because at the end of the day the Houston Rockets is a business. But we’ll always have the memories. Battier’s bloody eye in the ’08 series against the Lakers. Aaron Brooks wearing a ridiculous red suit and bow tie to a press conference. The 22 game winning streak.  Countless moments of, “How fast is Aaron Brooks. He’s untouchable!” and Shane Battier singing My Way. Well guys, if I had my way, you’d still be Rockets and we’d be having that winning season that proves you don’t need a superstar, just great teamwork. But that’s not how it works, it’s just a sad fact. I wish you all the best, we’ll always have the 22 game winning streak.

So I started thinking of T-Mac, who is now the starting point guard for the Pistons. I remembered that horrible bashing I gave him last season and the angry mob that would have torn him apart in 2009. I remember seeing him in like August of 2009 after bashing him so much and feeling bad. I was at work and I saw T Mac. He looked out of shape and humbled. He was sort of slouching, like he was trying to make himself smaller or hoping no one would notice him. I felt bad for demanding for him to shut up and leave Houston. I felt bad for all the crap I talked about him. I saw him for the first time as a person and not a basketball player. I’ve been lucky enough to run into T Mac a couple of times but this time was different. This time he was different–not just because he seemed out of shape. I wanted to run up to him and say, “Look man, I know you don’t know me but I’m sorry you’re going through crap.”

Now, I’m not excusing the man. What he did to the Rockets was wrong. He announced he was having surgery without consulting the team. He knew he was in pain, he knew his contract was expiring, and he knew that there were trade rumors. He knew that if he had surgery nobody would trade for him and he’d rehab on the Rockets dime and hopefully come back in time to be on a contender in the last year of his contract. The only thing is he came back and was not the same T Mac as before surgery and he was not in his old T Mac shape. He looked like old T Mac. And then he complained about his minutes. He wasn’t up to snuff to play good minutes. His body probably wasn’t capable of starters minutes and he complained. He was a distraction and he was only thinking of himself.

All of Houston turned against him. Almost everybody hated him. His antics made us all forget all of the great things that he had done in a Rockets jersey. 13 points in 33 seconds. 30-7-7 average in his first playoff series as a Rocket. Being part of the 22 game winning streak. Just to name a few.

It’s tough to see profession athletes as people sometimes. He constantly was attacked for never advancing past the first round of the playoffs. He put the Rockets on his shoulders and tried to win games, advance in the playoffs and it just never happened. He heard trade rumors and made some horrible decisions and then turned into one of the most hated men in Houston. We were always hard on T Mac. We expected a lot out of him and when I saw him in 2009 I didn’t see a jerk. I saw a man that looked beaten down.

For those of you who haven’t heard, Tracy McGrady recently went home while his team is on a road trip. Why? Because he’s complaining about his minutes and basically refuses to be a team player.

Hey T-Mac,

This team is doing pretty good and if you want to be a part of it…you have to be a part of it. You are not the whole team. You are a rehabilitating player who needs to find his place on a roster full of people that are willing to hustle their butts off for a win. You are not the T-Mac of old, you are old T-Mac. You have to prove yourself and hustle to get your minutes, not whine and complain until their handed to you. You are dead to Houston fans unless you put your pride aside and work like everyone else on this team. Which you probably won’t do. I was willing to give  you a chance but you think you’re entitled to have what you want just because you make over 20 million. You’re not. Work. Work or become Allen Iverson who’s making the league minimum for a veteran player.

Tracy McGrady if this is how you’re going to act get out of Houston. A single player is not bigger than the team. To act like you are the Houston Rockets is a slap in the face to all of your teammates who have been carrying this team in your absence.

Coach Rick Adeleman did the right thing to not let Tracy McGrady whine his way back on the court. Who cares who the guy is? Nobody should behave the way T-Mac has been acting. Now I don’t know if he’s traded, because there’s no way the Rockets are getting much out of a trade for McGrady. It might be best to let this albatross of a contract sit on the bench or at home for the rest of the year. Who cares if we don’t have a solid closer? Who cares if we’re wasting our money? We already have wasted our money on McGrady. Let him sit out and our players learn and grow. We’ve fared pretty well so far.

The game was incredible. Chase Budinger (who should not be allowed to wear white) was solid as a starter, in lieu of Trevor Ariza. Brooks and Scola both score 23. Everyone was looking good, including David Anderson who I still don’t trust yet. The Rockets put a stomping on Detroit. The game was great but it’s almost sad that the biggest story to come out of this game is Tracy McGrady returning to the court.

Now I’ve never been a huge T-Mac hater like many people in Houston are. I don’t blame you T-Mac haters, he acted like a chump this year. Injury or no injury you have to respect your team and let them know what you are doing. But I’m not the biggest T-Mac fan either. (I traded him away in my NBA Live franchise mode). There has been a lot of speculation revolving T-Mac’s return to the Rockets. As it stands right now, the Rockets are one of the best Rockets teams I have seen in a long time. The teamwork and cohesivness of this squad is amazing. They work hard, do the little things and hustle their butts off. The main arguement of keeping T-Mac on the bench is that he will ruin the whole team mentality of the Rockets. And while that is my biggest fear, I say give the man some minutes. I’d hate for this to become a one man show (I’m looking at you Steve Francis team of the late nineties). Turning this team into the T-Mac show would ruin this squad.

But I’m optomistic about this. I believe McGrady has a chip on his shoulder and wants to show that he belongs on the court even if it means, God forbid it, playing as a team. McGrady has been reminded of his career’s mortality. He knows he is not the young man he used to be. I think he understands that in order to play he has to be self-less. People that don’t want T-Mac near the team think of this, how could he hurt them in the long run if we just give him a shot to prove himself. Let him be a team player or fail to be one and then see if we need to trade him before the deadline. Adeleman will find a spot for him in the rotation and we just have to sit back and see if T-Mac is serious about this comeback.

I know not everyone was a fan of Jeff Van Gundy, but the man gave us a solid defensive team. And for the last couple of years I thought there were still remains of that defense lingering around. This year we are no longer a defensive threat. Rick Adeleman, who is a great coach, is an offense coach. I love a team with a stingy, hard working defense. We need to be able to D up if we want to win the tough games this year.

This game was tough to swallow, but the toughest thing is that our good team will probably not get any national respect because of the fact that there are no super stars on the roster.

Also, what’s up with booing Artest? Basketball is business. The guy signed with a team with a better chance of winning a championship. If you learned Yao would be out all season, you’d want to go to another team too. The man was a huge part of our team last year and I think many fans just forgot that.

Now let me be clear: I’m not better than Bill Simmons, you shouldn’t use this as some sort of reference to bet and since I’m bragging my picks might be bad for the last half of the season.

I’m going to go to sleep. I feel good about my first half picks and the Rockets beat the Jazz tonight. All you fools who thought the Rockets were going to be some chump team can chew on that. G’night.