"GET OUTTA HERE. I WENT HOME WITH SOME RANDOM. THERE IS NO ONE EVEN CLOSE TO BEING ON MY LEVEL RIGHT NOW." -Derek Smith via text
"Do your own thinking independently. Be the chess player, not the chess piece."-Ralph Charell
"There are many things of which a wise man might wish to remain ignorant." -Ralph Waldo Emerson
After some debate, I decided to take down the latest post written by Rudy Kirbus. Aside from the fact that it was another disgraceful effort and a frickkin disaster, it also besmirched some of my latest posts. I don't think we need to discuss it any further. I will not tolerate anything that takes food off this blog's table.
KING JAMES
"Do your own thinking independently. Be the chess player, not the chess piece."-Ralph Charell
"There are many things of which a wise man might wish to remain ignorant." -Ralph Waldo Emerson
After some debate, I decided to take down the latest post written by Rudy Kirbus. Aside from the fact that it was another disgraceful effort and a frickkin disaster, it also besmirched some of my latest posts. I don't think we need to discuss it any further. I will not tolerate anything that takes food off this blog's table.
KING JAMES
LeBron James is taking a lot of heat for walking off the court without dapping up the Orlando Magic after Game 6. I LOVED IT. I THOUGHT IT WAS SPECTACULAR. I FUCKING HATE THAT ALL THESE GUYS ARE FRIENDS.
All these guys make so much fucking money, and it's all guaranteed. And in a world of rapid free agency, where anyone and everyone can be your teammate next season, it has gotten to a point where you can always question the competitive nature of the sport. It has spawned a mentality of "I got love for everyone, no need to dislike anyone, iz all good, can't knock the hustle, iz all in the game." I hate those feelings as a fan. I don't want all these guys to be friends as a fan. I wanna see these guys hate each other. I want rivalry. I want livelihoods on the line, as a fan. I wanna see what the level of play is like when there is bad blood and raw pride on the line. I know we are never going to be able to return to the days where Kevin McHale tried to decapitate Kurt Rambis on a full speed break. But come on. There has to be a way in which we can increase the level of the game. Look, I know this issue is a one of great delicacy. This is obviously a cultural thing. The NBA is a brotherhood. It is a very exclusive club. A lot of these guys come from nothing, and they have nothing to prove to anyone. I know that the level of play is so high, and it is very entertaining. These guys really get after it. I know the future is bright for the league, and getting brighter. But I would like to see a little more discontent between teams and individuals. I would like to see more rivalries between teams. What if LeBron came out tomorrow, and said I fucking hate Dwight Howard. He's a pussy. And I guarantee we beat the shit out of his sorry team 4-0 next year. How good would that be? What if Chris Paul calls out Chauncey Billups. SOMEBODY STEP UP AND BE A VILLIAN.
Having said all that, I do take umbrage to the fact that King James "snuck out" of the locker room without doing an interview. That's what I don't agree with. That was a chicken shit move. As a professional athlete, practicing and doing interviews is what you get paid for. And when you are the biggest star in the league, that only increases that portion of your job description even more. You gotta man up and give the interviews. It's part of being a professional. You cannot let your poor little teammates, who went through the same 6 game battle that you just went through, stand in the breach and handle all these retarded reporter's questions. It's a move that makes you look very bad in the eyes of the majority.
I have a lot of people I know, who dislike LeBron and talk about his lack of class. And a thing like that only adds to that image. LeBron was more than willing to answer every question after his great shot in game 2. He stood in and talked about that for hours, and took time out of his night to join the ABC crew at half of the Lakers game the next night during their game 3. You gotta take the good with the bad. Suck it up and give them 15 minutes. Anyway, this is mostly a non-issue. I loved one decision, wasn't crazy about the other. I expect him to be fined about $30,000 for not making himself available for the interviews.
THE HILLS
I caught the last 15 minutes of the Hills season finale. I don't watch The Hills. I repeat, I DO NOT WATCH THE HILLS. I stopped watching probably 3 years ago. The Hills is great, and it's a brilliant show. It's absolutely the most genius show maybe ever created. It has taken great restraint on my part to not watch it. But it was doing more harm than good. I remember when I just said, you what, fuck this. It was probably similar to when Chris Byrdman Anderson stopped doing crystal meth. It was fun, but doing more harm than good. What perked my interest and why I didn't just click to a different channel was the re-emergence of Kristin Cavalleri. That chick is SMOKING HOT. And unlike all the skanks and bimbos on that show, I feel like Kristin might do something crazy every time she is on camera. She might turn this brilliant show into something more like the Real World set at 3am. Anyway, she is gonna be on The Hills next season instead of Lauren Conrad (she'll be back within two weeks), which is great. Next season might have to get into my DVR schedule.
A HOLE IN ONE
I would be remiss if I didn't mention a great happening of mine two Sundays ago. I made my first hole in one at Thunder Hill Golf Club in Madison. Hopefully I can make a couple more in my lifetime as a golfer. But it was a great moment. It was on a great par 3. Thunder Hill is the hardest course I have ever played, to the golfers out there. Far and away the hardest course to play, especially the first time. I felt like I was playing very well, and shot 84. That might as well have been a 73 anywhere else. But I hit a great 140 yard 9 iron that landed about 6 inches from the pin, and luckily it funneled into the back of the hole. I knew right when I hit it that it had a chance to be good. I actually said, "go in" shortly after the ball go in the air. Euphoria set in as it disappeared. High fives all around. I almost hit my friend Josh with my club as I kind of flipped it at him in excitement. High fives all around though. Great moment. I am glad my buddy Josh called me to spend the day and play golf. Luckily, there is video tape. So all you non-believers out there can watch. Here it is.
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