Today I have a treat for you. I purchased it from an obnoxious pair of Girl Scouts. Cookies. They are not vegetarian, but that doesn’t matter if you agree. If you don’t agree, it’s your shirt off your back. It’s pretty cold right now too. I don’t think you should be allowing your shirt to come off of your back. Besides, there is a 50% chance of rain. You wanna know why? Depending on your answer to that question, yes or no, here is what my answer would be: there is always a 50% chance of rain. Every day in every location including indoors. It either rains or doesn’t. There is no inbetween. So I guess my answer is regardless and so is yours.
Every year, there are a bunch of teams I couldn’t care less about. The Spurs and the Kings are two of those teams. If Artest were to bodyslam Ginobli, that would be interesting I guess. I used to really like Ginobli. A few years ago, when they were playing the Lakers and Manu was coming off the bench, dunking the ball even when there wasn’t a hoop to dunk on, that was cool. He’d be in the middle of the court and all of the sudden, he’d jump into the air and slam the ball through the hoop with authority. There wasn’t a hoop that any of us could see though. He’d still do it. That man is insane is how. But now, he only dunks on real hoops. Oh well. At least there is Kevin Martin. Spurs in 5.35.
I’m not sure why anyone thinks Quinton Ross can stop Carmelo. He gave him some trouble in previous games. Melo doesn’t care though. That’s how Melo does cartwheels. For comparison, when I do a cartwheel, I spring strongly off my right hand. A lot of the pressure of doing a cartwheel is placed on my shoulder. It’s illogical. At the apex of my cartwheel, I release a “wahoo.” Melo on the other hand, cartwheels into a crossover that ends up behind his back and then he’s in the air and it is at that moment that you go, “Whoa, how the fuck does Melo do that.” It’s illogical. Carmelo always has his revenge on those who have wronged him in the past. Quinton will be no exception. Nuggets in 6.
The thing about the West this year is it is sort of boring. The top three teams are so much better than the bottom five. The top two have to meet in the second round. That’s just silly. The third team has a ridiculously easy path that they’ll end up losing on because that’s just how it works. Top teams always get fucked up when it’s an easy path. It won’t be Kobe that knocks the Suns out, but they’ll get knocked out. With a pistol, in the blue room. That’s the only hint you get. This is a psychological game though. If I doubt, he’ll prove me wrong. If we all doubt, he’ll prove no one right. Not everyone is doubting, but it’s pretty close. It is neat what the suns did this year. Really, more teams should try it. Suns in 6.
It’s all about Dirk this year. I’m telling you. Except for when he meets the destiny. Other than that though, it’s time for a large German man to take over the association. In related news, it’s time for a large German man to take over the following things: the White House, Taco Bell, a bottle of detergent, blogville, hip-hop, armed security alarms, the 2006 schedule for people who don’t know what they are doing and yet the run around proclaiming their vast knowledge about whatever it is they happen to be doing in the three seconds previous to the period of time in which they are doing something that they don’t know what they are doing as previously stated but the funny thing is that they didn’t know any better three seconds ago either and yet they go on like, “Oh, I know everything about that thing I was doing three seconds ago.” Also, you. Mavericks in 5.
Tomorrow, my favorite 16 second (mean = 15.86, N = 82) NBA clips as provided by NBA TV Broadband.
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