The Lakers are on the Edge.
They have a gun to their head w/ the trigger being pulled by some junky Piston who hasn’t heard of the art of shaving after he gets out of bed (Rasheed Wallace).
The Lakers will be ready. Why this game and not the others? Simply because this is potentially the last game of their season & because they have made, quite possibly, every mistake they could make up until now.
– neglected Shaq countless times in all the games – Contributed to losses
– played defense like a bunch of 5th graders learning to play D for the first time – Contributed to losses
– forgot to play defense all together, at times – Contributed to losses
– depended on Kobe too much for his shooting rather than his passing – Contributed to losses
– kept Payton out of the game – Contributed to losses
– not gone inside the paint like they can in order to create fouls & get some points from the line – Contributed to losses
Let’s face it. If D-Town wins the Finals, it will be a major loss for the NBA.
Before I begin my bitching, I want to say that ABC should enter a new line into Al Michaels’ contract that reads, “Mr. Michaels can only commentate Monday Night Football.” He is no good. No good, at all. Why not Marv Albert? I don’t care if he has a weird life behind basketball, God damn it!
Ok, moving on…
I’m surprised as everyone as I watched the painful 4th quarter slowly wind down. I was expecting to see something truly different in Game 4, but I saw a repeat of Game 1. The Lakers were shooting in the last couple seconds of the shot-clock or losing the ball due to careless passing or simply forgetting that Shaq was on the floor! It’s very upsetting, I tell you. You can only heal a wound until you are aware of the wound yourself! I hope the Lakers understand they are hurt! The lack of defense is the wound that ails the Lakers. They try to run their great offense w/ a lackluster, foul-prone defense.
Get this: If you count only the points scored while the clock was running, the final score would be: 69-60, Lakers. Can you believe that? The reason? Personal fouls and the free-throws shot! They committed nearly double the fouls and hence, D-Town shot nearly 2x more from the line. For God’s sake, the problem was not the offense, as you can see. It was simply bad defense, but at least they are more aggressive on the defensive end than they have been in the past. Now they just need to tweak their defense to where they do not foul themselves out of the game! Also, Phil Jackson needs to stop bitching at the refs and start straightening out his players.
For fear of retaliation, I will not say anything harsh, but it is tempting. I’m just posting this photo to plant the seed of fear in the hearts of my 3 readers. I grabbed this from the Latin Rapper website. There are some serious gangsta rapper FANS on that site!
Your comments are welcome.
Reading the following extract out of Tolstoy’s diary is truly a humbling experience, to say the least. First of all, I learned that I’m a complete hypocrite when it comes to my temperance, generosity, & simple care for those around me. It’s a sad & painful realization, I tell you, but all I can say is that I am doing my best to change for the better.
I was thinking of giving my personal interpretation, but I am going to hold off because I personally hate falling victim to others’ opinions on things I read. It completely skews my ultimate interpretation. To tell you the truth, you need only be a child to comprehend such writing because it is associated with love, the single element of life that is so pure and ubiquitous in our hearts & minds.
Well, one last thing before I let you people skim through this little story. The end result, no matter how you see it, will be a rewarding lifelong experiment that will inevitably begin painfully, only because you must initially expend great energy & time unwinding all that you’ve been taught in order to eventually fall mercy to the demands of love (probably in your old-old age).
[Side note: I’ve searched all over the net for the following extract, but haven’t had luck, so I decided I’d copy it out of one of my books for all 2 of you to enjoy! It’s long, so print it!]
I was worried last night. It was an awkward sense of worry where you feel helpless. This is same type of worry that surfaces when you’re stuck in a desert with a Coca-Cola machine in front of your sweaty face that only seems to take dollar bills and you only have quarters in your pockets. (Yes, that was a lame-lame analogy.) The Lakers are that sweaty face & they are in a bloody hole at the moment. They have a killer offense, but horrible-horrible defense! It’s a pity because they are stuck playing a team that’s known for its excellent defense. It was an ugly-ugly game to watch if you love dunks, 3s, etc. Well, in order for the Lakers to make any credible progress in this series, they must tweak their game to concentrate more on defense!
What’s the key stat in my mind? First, 7 & 15. Those are the amount of boards Lakers & D-Town grabbed on the offensive end, respectively. Can you believe it? They doubled up on the Lakers. Secondly, the more obvious, we have rebounds, 39 to 51. They were literally smashed on the boards. I don’t care if you’re playing in a cave; the disparity should not be so glaring. I hope Phil gets his ass off the bench and yells at these guys to push themselves harder–to get hands & knees a little dirty! They must uphold the Lakers legacy, God damn it!
I don’t know if this is true or just a dirty trick by some Bhetdamese computer geek, but it was reported today on one of my sites that Pho “is becoming the most popular Asian noodle soup in the U.S.” This was reported by The Mercury News–a newspaper based in San Jose, CA that is super close to PHO-Central (aka Stockton, CA—also, aka Brian’s Pimping grounds), so I wouldn’t be surprised if the writer of the article is in fact Vietnamese.
I personally think this is just a west-coast thing where Asians now officially outnumber white people.
One interesting fact from article: American bowls of pho are about 30% bigger than what’s found at a street-side joint in Vietnam.
That’s understandable since the average American is probably about a 100% larger than the average Vietnamese. You can kick me for that comment later, ok.
Anyway, Read the full story Here.
I like Reagan. I like Bush, as well. Do not get me wrong. The former created a legacy and the latter is doing his best to create one. I do not wish ill upon either one, but when I see things that are done madly out of proportion, it alarms me. I am further alarmed by all who blindly participate. Mob psychology, I tell you. Not only funerals, but birthdays, inaugurations or whatever it may be. There are logical lines that should be glaringly apparent to anyone with two eyes and a sane mind when observing such events.
We all know how much Reagan did in his lifetime, but at the most basic level, you cannot deny the fact that he is a human being. Just think about it, 24,000 people took time out of their day & lined up in DC for the viewing of his body. 24,000 people!! Amazing.
Eventhough I hate Bill Walton with a passion and Luke Walton is an exact replica of his father (in terms of skull structure), I think this man was responsible for the Game 2 win. This is the heart of the champion, you people. I hope all you Suckramento fans & players are reading carefully. A championship team is defined by a deep bench, key roleplayers who can pump up the team at any given moment & lastly, a player that can enter the Jordanesque Zone! (Think about Eddie Jones, Pig Miller, van Exel! Those are key players, my friends!)
Kobe is not Michael Jordan. He will never be. But Kobe hit a damn nice 3-pointer to take the game into OT. I kept wondering all through the 3rd and 4th quarters why this guy was not taking over the game when the Lakers needed him the most! The same feeling crossed my mind when Shaq went out half way through the 4th. Luckily the right juices were flowin’ with 12 seconds left in the game.
Yes, out of all the people in the world, I am a collector of Bruce Lee junk—actually Bruce Lee literature, to be exact. I have a mini library of a lot of his crap. Yes, it’s sad because I’m a very skinny guy (w/ clothes on, girls). Ok, that was a bad joke.
Anyway, for the last few months, I’ve successfully added running into my evening schedule. Typically at around 8 PM, I start a nice 2 mile run around neighborhoods near my own. I do a good mix of sprints, paced runs & slow jogs. 2 weeks a go, I bought a stomach strap (the thing that traps heat–at Oshman’s for $10) just out of curiosity because I read about it in one of my books. Well, I have to report the results b/c I was a bit surprised myself. I don’t have Bruce Lee abs, nor will I ever, but I have Skinny Man Abs that are slowly taking shape as soon as I get my damn CARB-ONLY diet in control!
My Indian Diet consists of:
1. Tons of Rice
2. Wheat bread
3. Oil –traditional Indian food is cooked w/ a lot of this crap
5. And every other type of food that is juiced w/ a ton of carbs.
6. I have one egg each day for lunch
My goal is to keep my current diet (maybe cut down a little on the rice & oil, but I think I’d die w/ out my rice) & simply work out harder when I run and do my simple lifting exercises. I am not part of any club (too cheap), but I have a nice set of weights in my room (it consists of 100 pounds of weights total—laugh, you bastards, laugh). I’m not really lifting to get huge, but just to keep from getting (fat) huge. I lost an inch off my waist after the 3 months of running, so something’s definitely working. NOTHING beats out cardio, in my opinion.
I would do this entire review in ebonics, but I don’t want to leave some of my other readers hanging–yes all 1 of you!
When I entered the theater, I was surprised to see only 5 of my broddahs sitting in the back-middle & one old white man close to the front. The old man realized quality in the film industry very late into his years, but at least it hit him before his time’s up. God have mercy on his soul.
Well, I attributed this small audience to the release of yet ANOTHER Harry Potter — you’d think they’d realize the first two were bad enough, but I guess when you have $200 million to blow, why not blow it on little kids who can do some magic tricks. It’s sad, I tell you.
Well, our sub $10 million dollar flick was full of quality dialogue, a simple story (highly essential in laying down great jokes), and cameos by some very famous people (mainly Snoop Dogg). I don’t know about their choice in Tom Arnold, though. There are so many other white males who can play the “typical white father” role, but I guess since Tom Arnold isn’t really landing any roles as of late, he must have came real cheap. In creating ‘Soul Plane’ the producers didn’t really have a bottomless pit of money, so naturally they were forced to make some sacrifices in their selection of cast members. The criteria for the role were probably very simple: literate, white male with a “has-been” reputation. Tom’s obviously white, can read and his relationship w/ Roseanne Barr makes him a recognizable ‘has-been.’