First, I can't cleanly deny Fil's assessment of Wally to the Cavs so far - and I admit I am too much of a homer to clearly judge what his affect will be on the team. Hell, I even have him on my fantasy team. And through statistical data, that's partially why I can't ignore that Fil is actually making sense here.... Wally is shooting 32% since joining the Cavs. He shot 46% with the SuperSonics, and was their 2nd-leading scorer behind Durant. Last night, he played 12 minutes.
But here's what doesn't show up on a stat sheet:
Crazy.
Latrell Sprewell is pulling Wally away from a fight. A fight with Gary Payton no less. I LIKE THIS. I don't like how low Wally jumps, but I love that he backs down from no one.
And so it goes- the ups and downs of ol' Walleye. He's on his 3rd team in 2 years. He just had his third child right after being traded. He's tired. (I'm tired.) But calling him bitch-made, Fil? No. Wally's mother is a fine Spanish woman. DeShawn Stevenson is bitch-made. So is Bruce Bowen. And so is Tiki Barber, but I don't have to present evidence to that last point. The first two, please allow me to demonstrate, to Fil and the world, what truly is "bitch-made."
Case Point #1 - Bruce Bowen. (Case Point #1A why I hate the Spurs. Points 1A-3L to be presented at a later date)
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The look on his face after the call (not even on him), and the subsequent suspension (so very long overdue) -and hell, just the way he sounds on talk radio. What mother made you? I hate your cheap shots, you are not invited to my party.
Case Point #2 - DeShawn Stevenson (aka BooBoo Dooden's BFF from O-Town)
This week DeShawn Stevenson of the Wizz called Lebron "overrated." Read that again. Here's the proof. Please DeShawn, take your beard and go back to Oakland. They need you there doing Civil War reenactments. You'll play Abe. I'll be Wilkes-Booth. Is it a date?
When I read it again, I can't help but hating the authors bloggers as well.
Seriously. Look at these faces:
One of these busters said the following: "He (LeBron) also didn't like getting knocked to the ground by Brendan Haywood late in the game. The foul wasn't all that bad but James reacted as if Big Brendan crushed him. He had that scowl he gets and he was looking at the ref like the guy forgot to mow his lawn or something. If you remember, Brendan gave out a similar hard foul in the playoffs during the 2006 series. For a guy who always talks about how he played football in high school, LeBron sure doesn't like contact."
"Like he forgot to mow his lawn or something."
Insert eye-rolling emoticon here. Seriously, you guys are fags.
Now for a couple of personal notes:
1. I started architecture school this week, George-Costanza-style. Expect my input to be mas limited. Fil, pick up the slack. Or maybe Big D or Dr. Passion or J Rhodesia would like to join the ranks. Invites are needed o'blog-master.
2. RIP, Mac Morrison.
so awesome they even named the gym after you.
I wish I got to know you better.
...I'll be in Bucyrus for the funeral.
so for now, Happy Saint Patty's Day. drunkards.
14 March 2008
Recognize and Rest In Peace.
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