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Yes .... no .... maybe

And here I thought Bob Knight was the king of postgame grouches.

Then I watched this. And I realized John Tortorella had done the seemingly impossible by wrestling the coveted jerkwater title away from Coach.

To paraphrase (sarcastically) the old line from "Seinfeld": "John Tortorella? He's gold, Jerry! Gold!"

Yeesh. I mean, why even show up if you're going to act like that? It's the conference finals, dude. Man up. Pouting's for losers.

Although "I'll keep it in the room" just joined "I'm a man! I'm 40!", "Playoffs?!" and "We're talkin' about practice" in the Great Moments of Postgame Petulance pantheon.

Ben Smith's blog.

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