As we prepare to make our partial league trip to the Izod Center to watch the Nets get crushed by yet another annoying and cocky Boston sports franschise, several questions swirl around inside my head:
- how many players can I pick up off the waiver wire that I will loath within the following 48 hours?
- when, oh god, will Chris Kaman's agreement with Satan expire?
- can I get The Flux to trade him to me in exchange for Plaxico Burress?
- is it weird that, as I type these words, Never Won is standing behind me pretending to hump my door in his boxers?
- why is my team so good and yours so bad?
Also, The Miser is wasted--WASTED!--and we haven't even left for the game yet. Thought the Weasel would enjoy that tidbit.
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