Vaguely Cognizant Thoughts On Boston/Lakers, Life, And Time Travelling Bunnies May 31, 2008
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Here’s an idea: there should be a pill that allows one to fall back to sleep easily when they are just recovering from previous three nights of a summer cold. Oh yea. It’s called ‘ambient’ or some shit and I hear it causes erections that last long enough so you need to call a doctor for advice.
Sorry about that. You know when you’re daydreaming? This is sorta what it’s like. I mean, for the longest time I thought Kobe would not ever get back into the Finals. Ever. Not that I have anything against the man—but when he had a backup mate of Smush Parker for some years, my faith is obviously deterred.
Same goes for KG. He was supposed to be bound in Timberwolf purgatory, becoming that great legend that is whispered throughout the nation of being god-like in theory only. A Kobe-KG showdown? With Jesus and Truth on one end and Lamarr Odom and a Spaniard beard on the other? Nay. Tis cannot be, I must be daydreaming.
Since the playoffs began the dream scenario was to have a Lakers/Bostons finale. It brings back memories (of which I wasn’t a) born yet, b) even in the continent at the time) that might give America the hope of change.
Man, it’s so rainy outside at 6AM on a Saturday right now.
Okay, so there’s another reason to daydream. It’s not just to get our minds to a place where we can play around, but it’s also a time when impossibilities are vanquished. You get to literally morph your destiny. Things happen for a reason in real life, but our reasoning can make real things happen in dreamland. When those things collide and you get a formulation of an end result that you dreamed for and is happening in reality for sensible reasons, I flippin flip out.
None of the above made any sense. I’m sorry. Going on 3 hours of sleep here. Maybe I should wrap this up.
LOST will be forever my favorite show to combine several clever artsy and messed up science fiction crap. Moving an entire island? To where? Is Jacob the island? Does Ewan McGregor have anything to do with this?
What’s great about this year’s 2008 NBA Finals is the promise of everything you hoped would happen but feared to embrace. You sense it to be a joy but the knowing anticipation scares you. I can’t keep from not thinking about the impending doom of it all even though I should be cherishing it, even as it’s happening before your eyes.
It’s something I’m working on. The idea of accepting all that is good right now and not wish for it to be better or hope that it goes inevitably bad.
Uhhh, I wanna go to sleep…
See You In The 09 Finals Spurs May 28, 2008
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Sure it might have been a foul, and Duncan might’ve travelled so let’s just say the NBA officiating is what it is. I’ve stopped thinking about how they should change the refs or ways in which they can be more consistent. Fact is, it will never be perfect.
Had the foul been called, the ensuing argument could very well been that Fisher jumped up and actually avoided Barry. Perception is a bitch.
Anyways, I’m just glad the Spurs at least continued their streak of never winning the whole time in an even year. Would’ve messed up my Feng Shui.
“It’s The Kind Of Break Most Donkeys Would Dream About” May 26, 2008
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“…if they dreamt at all”
You knew this was a long time coming. (Then again though, just a smidge weak in terms of The Onion standards of writing… still, I love you, The Onion, offer me a job and I’ll delete this post)
2-Year-Old Donkey Called Up To Pro Donkey Basketball League
TNT Done Blow Things Up May 25, 2008
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I just got home, after doing a bunch of stuff half sober from the previous night’s bbq/Guitar Hero/Rock Band fest and knowing that I don’t have The Score (Canada’s indy sports network) — I felt kinda sad-faced emoticoned.
But what’s this? TNT has a page that rips things up to several degrees? This thing is genius, even though I came into this not knowing the score, and I have no idea who’s winning. It seriously is the best thing ever. It gives you a raw feeling to watching a live broadcast that seems pure (ie. no instant replays, not incessant rambling from Doug Collins about his previous day(s) with Michael Jordan punking him like a bitch.)
Man, I wish everyone did this. Like seriously, what if TV shows had alternate angle feeds as your watching it? SEE TONIGHT’S GHOST WHISPERER WITH THE GOD CAM!!!!!
Shaq Is The Protectorz May 11, 2008
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Huh, interesting that this unaired SNL clip with Will Ferrell and Shaq didn’t blaze up the NBA blogs last week. Then again, I think the world hasn’t forgiven Ferrell for dropping a bore that is Semi-Pro…
Great Moments In Lip-Reading History: Chris Paul May 5, 2008
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Now I don’t have the techno-gadgetry of say AA or Odenized, so you’ll just have to believe me. Or, if those two spots have it, believe them when they upload it.
A little under 11mins in the 3rd with the Hornets totally owning the Spurs, David West made an awesome move on Horry and scored down low. Afterwards, there was a little shoving after the fact by West, to which he got T-ed up.
He couldn’t believe it and was spouting unbelievably at the call. Chris Paul was right on him to which (thank the TNT Camera People Gods) we got a clear look at his words:
“Yeah yeah, I know. FUCK. HIM.”
I can’t say anything else other than: Chris Paul, I think I want your babies.
ps: Marv Albert said something to the effect that Paul was trying to calm his teammate down by saying ‘ relax’ and even showed the replay of Paul & West convo… I still think my version is better.
What’d I Give For… The Zards Beheading The King; Rockets To Fly; And Hawks Warrioring The Celtics May 2, 2008
Posted by TheHype in 2008 Playoffs, Atlanta Hawks, Boston Celtics, Cleveland Cavaliers, Houston Rockets, TV Shows, Utah Jazz, Washington Wizards , 1 comment so far |
Listen kids, back in the year 2008, there were these great Eastern Conference first round match ups that took everyone by surprise. Your uncle Barney made legendary bet that if LeBron James AND Kevin Garnett did not make it to the second round, he would hit on Doris Burke.
Now, believe it or not, back before you kids had the ANBCBSPNNFOX sports network that you have today, there was this amazing network called TNT — where they had crappy original shows but for unexplained reasons, their NBA coverage surpasses every single sports show about any sports.
Let’s bring you up to speed: May 2nd, 2008. The Washington Wizards’ legion of fans versus Cleveland’s royalty. Of course LeBron was the easy choice to plow through a measly opponent like the Wizards… as their key stars are just trying to recover while a great role player is invoking a rap war over the hardwood floor.
But you obviously have not been reading up on their mystique (not the WNBA team). This is a team that will do magnificiant damage in the realms of the unseen. This is a team that shall unequivocally push their limits as a collective onto an undeserving royal. They will rise up and make it game seven…because I’m really needing the points in my playoff point.
Undeniably, I’ve been a T-Mac fan 4 lifez. Part of the enduring love and frustration for rooting a marvel such as he is not seeing his failure in the first round exits. Nay. It is our own unfulfilled expectations of superiority for a beast that cannot be defined—Darwin couldn’t draw shit like this.
If it were up to the 12 Gods of Kobol, T-Mac would’ve been ostracized long ago into Cylon kingdom. He’s not one of the pure NBA great. His storyline never changes. Worst of all, he keeps an arsenal of power that will only come out to attack when you least, and inconsequentially, expected. He is a frakking toaster.
But I still root for the guy. Because through his sideway eyes I see myself. One that was destined for greatness but for some reason our GPS gadget broke. We’re in perpetual lost-hood. Until we crawl ourselves out of the cave, there is but one option: faith in the unknown. That is the legend of the right shoulder vein.
As for the old soul Hawks versus the old old Celtics. It will make my heart warm up like the south if Atlanta maintains their idealism by flipping the script. No one gave them a single game. Yet Joe Johnson came to cross up that delusion (what up Leon Powe) by reminding the world he was once untouchable as an original mover of the ‘05 Phoenix Suns team. Let them pass and the world will be in total order. Chaos will be Boston’s street name.
