“That’s a bunch of BS,” said the younger Rivers. “That’s just Baby talking … I’ve heard Baby say to me multiple times, ‘Oh man, you know why Doc is so good, Doc is so great.’ And then now he’s saying bad things about him. It’s a huge contradiction. And I don’t have a problem with Baby, me and Baby have always been cool, but it makes no sense to what he’s doing.
“Whatever he has between him and my pops, and you know Pops said the jokes about his weight and stuff like that,” continued the Clippers guard. “But let me ask you something. If someone is constantly out of shape, late, don’t remember plays, how the hell are you supposed to play? I don’t know where that even goes with the team. And that has nothing to do with him coming at my father. I really don’t care, that’s between him and my pops.
“But as far as him talking about me being my coach’s [son], that’s never had a play on the team,” Rivers said. “I’ve earned every stripe I’ve gotten, earned every playing time. That’s just him talking out the side of his neck. I don’t even understand where that comes from, so I’m not even paying that no mind.”
I really wish I could feel bad for Glen Davis because Austin Rivers really picked all the low hanging fruit (that his instigator would still need a step stool to be able to reach) by basically calling him fat, lazy, and stupid, but he had to know he was at risk of those insults when he ran his mouth about the NBA's only current father/son duo. I mean, when you're a (former) professional athlete with a 2 inch vertical and a size 42 waist you really have to know when to pick your battles. Simply put, inter-locker room resentment is just far too much of an intangible when you're a guy that has 30 very tangible, excess pounds weighing you down. I can't possibly know whether or not 'Big Baby' was just living up to his nickname with his criticisms of the working relationship between Doc and Austin Rivers, but I definitely do know that he was largely not in charge as the poster boy for players that appear to defy science every time they make it back down the floor without needing an inhaler.
I wasn't in the Clippers locker room trying to get a read on how the players reacted to the presence of the coach's son, but you didn't exactly need binoculars to get a read on the measurables of the athletically limited big man that ate his way out of the league by the age of 30. I don't even want to be superficial here, but I think I have to side with Austin Rivers here simply because the proof being in the empty packages of pudding makes him an target. Well, that Glen Davis' continued unemployment.