There I was: settled in for a long evening of basketball-related entertainment, when all of a sudden my Twitter and my Tumblr and my Facebooks erupted alerting me to not only the announcement of the new Springsteen album in March, but that the first single was already here. And there. And everywhere for my listening […]Please, blog, may I have some more?
Okay, so you saw GrizzMaster Gay shoot a pair of free throws, clutch his shoulder and leave the game for good on Tuesday. You went to bed worried that your team’s second-best player was done for the year. You dreamed about it. Remember? Of course not. No one ever remembers their dreams. Something about a […]Please, blog, may I have some more?
… Well, okay. Maybe don’t start Rodrigue Beaubois tonight. I needed a title to today’s rundown and it seemed to fit. They can’t all be winners. Heck, ¾ of ’em can’t be winners. You try writing about the same 250-ish players every day. It ain’t easy. Although today, it’s a little easier as we now […]Please, blog, may I have some more?
I wanted to call this Earl Watson-centered intro Earl, You’ll Be A Go, Man Soon, but two things happened: 1) people stopped listening to Urge Overkill, like, a decade ago, 2) Watson is already a go, and I fear that soon, he’ll no longer be a go. Last night, he played all but three minutes […]Please, blog, may I have some more?
The big news from the weekend is that Glen Davis damn near triple-doubled on Sunday against the Raptors. Wait, that was the XXL news from the weekend. Sorry. I keep my news sizes as confusing as movie theater popcorn sizes. Wait, the medium is the smallest size you can order? Why bother using words if […]Please, blog, may I have some more?
I was among those who eagerly awaited the inevitable moment this season when Steve Nash went down with some sort of old man injury so that Goran Dragic could be taken out of the garage and driven around like Cameron’s Ferrari in “Ferris Bueller’s Day Off.” Sure as shootin’, Nash’s groin laid him low. And […]Please, blog, may I have some more?
Louis Amundson – Remember how shocked you were the first time you found out Greg Ostertag wasn’t from Lithuania or Poland or something? Yeah, I still have that feeling every time I look at Amundson. Dude’s got to be from Sweden … no? South Africa? He’s from Ventura, you say? Is that in Norway? … […]Please, blog, may I have some more?