Spike Nash Comment Count

Alex Cook

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Tropes about white basketball players – specifically smaller white players – are an inextricable part of basketball discourse, particularly at the college level. Take Aaron Craft, a very good (but inherently limited) player in his own right, who was incessantly inflated by platitudes about toughness, grittiness, the will to win, and all of those tired concepts that fail to explain the eminently explainable.* There’s something about that tiny white guy with immaculate hair, one who was the hometown hero of Everytown U.S.A., the Prom King of Everytown High, that kid who you look at and feel compelled to suggest a better hobby – chess maybe? – but that kid can ball, he really can, even though you know there’s no way in hell he’s going to make it to the NBA because look at him.

*For example, Aaron Craft was a great defender because of his amazing technique and lateral quickness. He was a very good player because of that tenacious defense. He wasn’t capable of somehow lugging the Ohio State offense to solid efficiency mark as a senior because of his leadership abilities once he was thrust into a feature role with players who weren’t as good as the ones he’d played with before. In the end, Craft’s offensive skill-set was lacking and no amount of “intangibles” would fix that.

Spike Albrecht fits that trope so well. His story is well-chronicled: he went to prep school in hopes of netting an elusive D-I scholarship offer, eventually managed to find one because of an amazing confluence of opportunity and luck, and played well on the big stage. He’s little – particularly relative to other basketball players – plays point guard, and if you’d like to play the “white basketball” word association game, you’ll find plenty of appropriate adjectives: scrappy (sure), heady (fine), feisty (yeah), dependable (why not). Spike Albrecht is just a blue-collar guy who heads to the court 9-to-5 every week, Monday-through-Friday, hard hat on his head and lunchpail in hand because he’s a company man and no sir, he doesn’t need the double overtime, he’s just here for the love of the game. He’s even from Indiana, if you want to throw Hoosiers in there, go right ahead. His given name – Michael – wasn’t enough, he’s “Spike” because, evidently, he wouldn’t ever take off his baseball spikes as a kid.

You have to talk about that magical first half in Atlanta when you talk about Spike. He assured that, with every time he appeared in a game, for the rest of his life, someone would mention the one half he lived a basketball fever dream and became somewhat of a legend. It’s almost comical. Trey Burke, the consensus National Player of the Year, has to exit the game with early foul trouble and his backup – the guy that the announcers barely research for their pregame notes – checks in, just to hold steady and “Oh God, just please keep the game close until Trey gets back, Spike, please.” Louisville runs a vicious trapping press defense and Michigan’s backup point guard is a true freshman that looks like he was plucked right out of the makeshift student section behind the Michigan basket.

 

That’s it right there. That’s every suburban kid in every flyover state who rubs his hands together to keep them warm, who navigates the patches of ice in the driveway, who dribbles that ball outside, by himself, as he counts 5, 4, 3, 2… and throws the ball at the hoop as he yells 1. Spike was the unheralded recruit who managed to find his way to a major program, managed to find his way onto the floor at the freakin’ Georgia Dome, and just decided to go for it* instead of simply “managing” the game.

*The behind-the-back pull-up three in Russ Smith’s face (Russ Smith was probably the best defender in college hoops that year) was Spike’s ultimate I’m-playing-out-of-my-mind-let’s-test-if-this-is-a-dream-lol-yep-it-is moment in that entire sequence.

The story ended and the plucky underdog who came out of nowhere to play the game of his life eventually lost the Big Game. He didn’t even get the girl afterwards either (she’s dating another athlete now).

* * *

If that was Act One of Spike Albrecht’s career, it was a hell of an Act One. It probably won’t ever be beaten, because how can it? Still, Spike left that game with three years of eligibility and, to little surprise, has cemented himself as a valuable cog in Michigan’s thrilling (and more importantly, successful) basketball machine. Trey Burke, like many of today’s college basketball heroes, scurried to the NBA at the first good opportunity – and rightfully so, at that – and in stepped highly-touted freshman Derrick Walton to fill the vacancy on the depth chart at PG #1.

It’s easy – and hell, perhaps it’s appropriate – for us to shoehorn Spike into the “backup point guard” role. Michigan can experiment with two-PG lineups (though watch out for the lack of size on defense!); the Wolverines can rely on him to ably step in to stop the bleeding if Derrick Walton is struggling, in foul trouble, or limited by injury; there will be in-game situations tailor-made for Spike and Spike alone; he can run the offense, pass the ball, avoid turnovers, and hit open jumpers. That’s fine.

Still, Spike Albrecht won the game on Tuesday night. He won it with 11 points, 9 assists, 3 steals, no turnovers; he won it with this shot (via UMHoops) Syracuse isn’t the type of team that role players tend to feast against: they turn the half-court into a quagmire, force opponents into futile and tentative pass and shot fakes around the perimeter, and generally smother most foes into submission. This Syracuse team isn’t as fearsome as past iterations, but they’re pretty good and they’re probably good enough to avoid having some inconsequential role player beat them. That’s not unfortunate for Michigan: Spike proved that he’s definitively good.

Spike made Crisler roar on Tuesday night. He was deft and incisive, piercing through the zone with relative ease and making the right decisions once he was surrounded by lanky wings, bulldog guards, and a huge rim protector. To distort the zone is to beat it, and Spike’s ability to manipulate the positioning of Syracuse’s defense is the primary reason why Michigan saw an offensive improvement in the second half. He also made three shots from outside the arc – including the game-winner.

More than winning the game, more than hitting that big shot, more than being maybe the best player on the floor that night against a college basketball blue-blood, this made me jump up and down in my seat, made me yell and clap:

 

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Ricky Doyle deserves a ton of credit for a) finishing the opportunity set up by a truly gorgeous pass, b) managing to posterize Rakeem Christmas in the process, and c) make the free throw to complete the and-one. Well Done.

That’s some Steve Nash shit.

Spike attempted a behind-the-head pass (which, if memory serves, resulted in a flubbed Mark Donnal layup) and literally dribbled around the paint a few times in another game so far this season, but this play – a seemingly effortless play that was both audacious and completely necessary – in context, was something else. Firstly, Spike Albrecht is not, nor will he ever be, Steve Nash, a surefire Hall of Famer and one of the more exciting players ever to play the game. Still, there’s been a decidedly Nash-esque quality to Spike’s game this season, even if it’s a $29.99 photo print of an original masterpiece. It’s not hard to envision Spike Albrecht watching hours of Nash highlights on Youtube as a middle-school kid and trying out that nonsense at practice or on the driveway.

People love to compare white athletes to other white athletes (Wes Welker! David Eckstein!) and those comparisons often feel forced, trite, and lazy. I know, I just compared Spike to a white player. And Spike fits the stereotype of the undersized and overachieving white guard, that guy who always hits the big shot and has no prayer of making it to the league and dammit why won’t you graduate already, aren’t you like 26? Zack Novak and Stu Douglass were that guy; John Beilein led a small company of that guy to the Elite Eight while at West Virginia; Bo Ryan has built an evil machine deep in the bowels of the Kohl Center that pops out one or two of that guy every November.

*That guy isn’t necessarily undersized, overachieving, white, or a guard, but all of those qualities certainly helps one make a case for being that guy. Everybody has one in mind.

Spike’s going to be that guy eventually. He’s currently the elder statesman on the team, but he has almost two entire years of eligibility left in a Michigan uniform. He still has plenty of basketball to give – unlike several players capable of singular brilliance (the Nik Stauskases and Trey Burkes), he won’t be a fleeting season’s worth of memories. I suspect that we’ll have another two years of Spike attempting insane passes that look almost indifferent and while his moments of genius will be much fewer and further in between than those from the stars of the college basketball world, it will be incredibly fun to wait and watch what Spike will do next. At the very least, he’ll probably hit about 40% of his threes, he’ll probably post a gaudy assist-to-turnover ratio, and he’ll probably be a solid player at worst, on the whole.

At the end of his career, that magical night in Atlanta will be remembered most by everyone and the narrative of the little, under-recruited benchwarming freshman and his perfectly-timed microwave scoring will be his legacy. Despite the overall success Michigan has had recently, there haven’t been many players who make dazzling passes like Spike did on Tuesday night. Darius Morris did (and as an ardent D-Mo homer, I remember those plays vividly), though his felt almost arrogant, and, as a result, slightly different than Spike’s. I can’t wait to see how our diminutive, floppy-haired backup point guard will try to channel the spirit of Steve Nash.

Comments

caup

December 6th, 2014 at 11:41 AM ^

My thoughts exactly. Too fatalistic. Never so much as a wink to the possibility of Spike taking his game to an (admittedly improbable) higher plateau? Cumong man.

Party pooper.

And while this writing is pretty solid it still can't hold Cook's jock. Sorry, just the truth. But that dude has a crazy gift for writing.

True Blue Grit

December 5th, 2014 at 6:14 PM ^

That's perfect.  That's my wish for Spike (other than help us win B10 titles) - to be the next coming of Vinnie "The Microwave" Johnson.  One of the best nicknames of all time.  I really, really hope Spike can become that type of player this season.  When he comes off the bench, he almost always creates that instant offense.  Well, he's off to a good start I'd say.  Go Spike!

The Geek

December 5th, 2014 at 6:35 PM ^

is one of the best basketball games I have ever seen. We were robbed against Louisville. If Trey doesn't get those early fouls, Michigan wins that game. 

Spike is forever burned into my memory -- knocking down three's from what seemed like half-court. Just sick.

 

*best basketball game I've ever seen was the '89 NCAA championship game. I was a freshman in Ann Arbor and man, those were some good times. 

B-Nut-GoBlue

December 5th, 2014 at 6:29 PM ^

I'll echo most everyone else, great piece man. Keep it up.

Also, I love rehashing that national championship game. Especially Spike's stuff. Those three balls he jacked up and drained were so damn sweet but honestly the more I watch these highlights the more those two layups he carved out for himself become my favorite aspect of said highlights. Watching the Louisville guys lose it on one another is pretty entertaining; unfortunately, it seemed to have lit a fire in Luke Hancock's ass.

Alex Cook

December 5th, 2014 at 6:30 PM ^

Really appreciate the kind words, everyone. I had the idea for this post in my head for a few days and eventually wound up writing it at the very tail-end of an all-nighter (college!). The compliments mean a lot, seriously.

BlueMetal

December 5th, 2014 at 6:46 PM ^

I just bought tickets for me and my 7 year old son to the game against Eastern Michigan on Tuesday. We are from Ohio and I always bring him up for the spring game but this will be our first bball game. Section 120, row 12. Good seats?

Maizenblueball

December 6th, 2014 at 1:30 PM ^

I don't know enough about the arena to know if the seats are good or not, but just wanted to say that I hope you and your son have a lot of fun!  I know that going to Michigan games with my dad when I was a kid, were some of my favorite childhood memories.  Hope you guys have fun!

This is Michigan

December 5th, 2014 at 7:02 PM ^

I look forward to more Alex.

I don't want to take away anything from a Spike's performance (or the team's either because they are young) the other night because it was damn near brilliant (He had me yelling Spikey in a 7 year old girl's voice), but the 19 turnovers committed by Syracuse was a major factor in Michigan winning the game. This young Syracuse team I think will be good but they played sloppily (?). I'd love to face them again later in the year to gauge how both team's developed.

Jonesy

December 5th, 2014 at 7:05 PM ^

Havent seen those highlights in a while and they put a smile on my face the whole time...tho with a twinge of sadness as I know how it ends at the hands of the worst officiating of all time.

Michigan4Life

December 5th, 2014 at 7:12 PM ^

only has one other D1 scholarship offer, Appalachian State before deciding to come to Michigan. I remember several who were not happy with the offer at the time.  In JB we trust

Ron Utah

December 5th, 2014 at 7:19 PM ^

A no-nonsense piece with great attention to detail and the work ethic to make it happen.  (I'm assuming Alex is white).

Seriously though, this is great writing and spot on.

kevin holt

December 5th, 2014 at 7:36 PM ^

I panicked thinking Spike Nash was some unknown head football coach (doesn't it sound like a football coach's name?) and I thought we'd done and gotten another Hoke-type hire. Thank goodness.

Dutch Ferbert

December 5th, 2014 at 9:07 PM ^

I haven't commented in more than a year, but I had to say something after reading this post. Alex, this post about Spike is full of great writing. For example, I loved the following:

That’s it right there. That’s every suburban kid in every flyover state who rubs his hands together to keep them warm, who navigates the patches of ice in the driveway, who dribbles that ball outside, by himself, as he counts 5, 4, 3, 2… and throws the ball at the hoop as he yells 1. Spike was the unheralded recruit who managed to find his way to a major program, managed to find his way onto the floor at the freakin’ Georgia Dome, and just decided to go for it* instead of simply “managing” the game.

I'm looking forward to reading more of your posts. It's writing like this that separates this blog from other sports blogs. Keep up the good work.

Leroy Hoard

December 5th, 2014 at 9:58 PM ^

I think the most apt comparison is Shawn Hunwick (yes, I wish he wasn't white so it didn't seem like I picked it because of that) - both highly skilled and able to display it on the college level. Neither could (likely in Spike's case - would love if he proved me wrong) translate that at the pro level when the size and athleticism gets out of hand for everyone on the court/ice, but that doesn't mean he can't be a great college player. I think the grit thing is wildly unfair to Spike.

Now Novak - he was grit.

west2

December 5th, 2014 at 9:59 PM ^

got it, white men can't jump. So why is this piece annoying? If this was an article about academics featuring an African-American student and his journey to get admitted to a premier academic institution with limited academic credentials, would that story be ok? I think not. Write the story about Spike's journey leave out the fact that he's white and the story can go on.

Maizenblueball

December 5th, 2014 at 11:58 PM ^

Whenever somebody posts the highlights of Spike's 1st half in the NC game, I can't HELP but watch the clips over...and over...and over.  It still makes me smile when I watch those highlights.  It's too bad we didn't win that game, because even in a loss his 1st half was legendary--just imagine how celebrated it would've been if we won.

Jack Hammer

December 6th, 2014 at 1:47 AM ^

Tried to think of any player that has had the same enormous performance in recent times on the biggest stage of college basketball - out of nowhere. Has hung around and occasionally continues to surprise us.

He is one of a kind.  

He will be a remembered name because he took advantage of a tiny opening and made it big because he worked hard, asked for the rock, and has UM balls. Spike is Spike.

Hope he displays his magic throughout the season and in March 2015.

Number 7

December 6th, 2014 at 8:48 AM ^

If we must trade in white-guy--to-white-guy comparisons, the white guy of whom spike Albrecht most reminds me is Jason Williams, the former Florida gator, former Sacramento king point guard. Watching Williams and Webber play together in the late 90s constitute some of my favorite NBA memories of all time.




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Nate

December 6th, 2014 at 1:20 PM ^

Great column. 

Now can you guys put a Spike T-Shirt on the MGoStore so I can buy it?

The best design I can come up with is "SPIKE!!!" because that's what I end up yelling at least 3 times a game, but I'm sure the hive mind here can think of some other good ideas.