Yes, I know his flaws. He is far more effective going left than right. When he shoots the jumper I expect it to miss. He can play wild and out of control making me shake my head about another turnover.
But make no mistake, Julius Randle brings way more to the team than his flaws take away. He is the true heart and soul of this young team. He is the warrior you have to kill to stop. He is the one who brings The Pain. Relentless, unremitting agony for any player who has to try guard him, for all the players on the opposing team who have to try stop him. For them, it’s never easy and there is always a price to pay.
You can see the Randle Effect so many times this year. The Lakers are playing a better, veteran team. They find themselves down by 8, 10, 12 points. The young guys- yes even spitfire Kuzma- look like they are curling up into a fetal position and big loss looms. You can see it coming. But then Randle just keeps attacking. Over and over he goes to the hole to get rebounds and to score, battering away, with a stark, unusually violent physical aggression. A game so violent and relentless that it starts to take the other team aback, puts them on their heels. Suddenly the other Lakers feed off this, sense the weakness and come alive. The team coalesces behind Randle’s attack and feels confidence, they come back to make a game of it and sometimes win. I’ve seen this play out several times this year.
It happened again last night against Boston when their defense was smothering the Lakers and we fell behind. You could see the loss coming. But Randle just kept attacking, putting the Celtics to the physical and emotional test. I had to laugh when Horford at one point had to come out. The Randle torture test made him look like he had not just run a marathon, but he had run one with a bad case of malaria. He looked that beat, that exhausted, that happy to get away from Randle. You could see it on his face, in his body language. And Horford is no shrinking violet. He's a tough guy. That wasn’t the first time Randle’s brutal, unceasing attack on a player has made me laugh out loud.
Randle is like some mutant pit bull from a horror movie, it opens its jaws wide, pounces and latches onto you and never let’s go. No matter what you do the pain and struggle just goes on and on. the best part is, he just doesn't do it. Like that monster from the movie, he relishes it. He lives for it. You can see on his face. It glows. He thrives on giving and taking pain, on making you suffer. He loves being down low, dishing out the hurt while he operates with manic abandon. He loves it while the opponent hates every second of it. And how I love him for it. How can’t you?
Yes Randle is the forgotten man among the younger players, the afterthought. Yes, Kuzma has a more sophisticated well rounded arsenal. Yes, Ball orchestrates the offense. Yes, Ingram has more potential and upside, but make no mistake, Randle is the pure warrior spirit of this team, and he is the monster that loves to bring the pain, he is the one who sets the mental and physical tone. He is the heart and soul of it. And unlike some other warriors who are strong in spirt but lack the ability, Randle brings the goods. His violent game produces; it produces in points, it produces in rebounds, it produces in dejected foes. On top of that he fits, he is a willing and excellent passer who is not afraid to share the ball.
What is incrediably annoying is watching Randle ply his violent game and effect on teams then watch Luke Walton decide to leave him on the bench for long stretches of or even the full fourth quarter. It happened again last night. While I know Nance is good backup, a nice bench player, he is no Randle. Nance played too many minutes in the fourth and was well on his way to free throwing the Lakers out of a great win. Finally with three minutes left Luke, after Nance’s third free throw miss in four attempts Luke finally put Randle back in. He scored right away and we won.
Luke, wake up. Watch who is bringing it for you every night? Bringing you something no one else does. Who had bailed you and the team out of a loss more than once with his love of relentless, violent, never say die posture. Start rewarding him. Here’s a clue, it’s not Nance.
Then you have the trade rumors. We have all heard them. Randle for say the Big Nothing, Nerlens Noel. If the Lakers make that trade, it will be a big mistake. Guys like Randle are rare. He brings something very few do: an ultra-violent, effective game that not only buoys his team but deflates the opposition. And he lives for it. That is rare. How many players in the league are like that, who do that? If the Lakers trade the relentless pit bull, they better get more than a role player, more than a good player, they better get something special or it will be our loss.
And the next time we are ten or fifteen points behind, our special, violent player will be somewhere else and not there to batter our way back into the game, to show the way for his teammates, to drag us back into the game or the win.
Yes I know all his flaws. And I also know what he is and what he brings, something no other player on this team can, that precious few players in the league have the stomach or will to bring. No other player has made me smile so much or enjoy the Lakers this year as Randle, the relentless pit bull who never stops, who loves to bring the pain. I love him for it. How can’t I?








