One more night. I know I’ve got a long summer filled with postseason rankings ahead of me. Not to mention keepers, sleepers, rookies, lockout news, more lockout news, Ron Artest-is-bored-and-crazy news, Greg Oden-is-progressing-and-looking-forward-to-a-lockout-shortened season news, Hey-is-that-Luke-Ridnour?-Why-is-he-even-in-this-state-much-less-at-my-laundromat-news, preseason rankings, and the inevitable process of writing about fantasy basketball if there is no real basketball.Please, blog, may I have some more?
I watched two games last night. The first being the D.C.-Sacramento open gym scrimmage. The second being the L.A.-Cleveland Globetrotters fiasco. Last night, according to those two games, the NBA died. Too bad mi amigos. I mean, really, if you watched either of those games and thought, “Yeah.Please, blog, may I have some more?
There gets a point in every crayon box where you just don’t want to bother with unwrapping the paper, sharpening the wax down to a more manageable point and coloring anew. Those damn crayons never came close to being as sharp as they were when they were organized and fresh.Please, blog, may I have some more?
Indiana’s Brandon Rush tumbled to the floor on Sunday and on the way down slammed into Danilo Gallinari‘s left knee. That’s a mild sprain. It’s also a mild strain on fantasy owners having to decide between Charlie Villanueva or Mickael Pietrus as their replacement for the threes they’ll be missing in the next 2-3 weeks.Please, blog, may I have some more?
What would it take a sane person to grab Tracy McGrady off waivers in a standard-size fantasy league? A month ago, the thought was unthinkable. I’m not sure what a thought is if one cannot think it. When you’re drunk and rambling to your friends at about 2:30 in the morning on New Years Day, discuss it and get back to me.Please, blog, may I have some more?