Typical Liberal Media Bullshit

After my weeks of barking and chest-puffing, I finally sealed the first deal of the season. I would like to thank my trading partner TBS, as well as the other folks who helped me along the way. I could not have gotten a real Center without you. I'd also like to thank Jesus, for whom all praise is due.

However, despite all the joy and back-patting and dick-sucking, there is one thorn in my side that I'd like to let breathe.

Email to Cardeef from Never Won (prior to trade):
"If [TBS] accepts [that] trade I’ll fly to Chicago and kill him."

Email to The Miser from Never Won (after the trade):
"And there goes TBS, just running his fucking team the way it wants to be run. Unreal."

Can someone tell me what in the hell is going on there?

What A Beautiful Mind

Many people, places and things annoy the crap out of me. Few put a smile on my face. One thing that performed the latter occurred last night during the Kings-Warriors game.

Ron Artest got fouled hard on his way to the hoop by none other than his crazy Wonder-Twin-activate-form-of-.44-magnum, Steven Jackson. As Artest eerily approached the foul line and took three solid dribbles, a graphic flashed up on the screen next to his viscious scowl.

RON ARTEST
Nickname: "Ron-Ron"
College: St. John's
Major: Mathematics

Terrified. Mortified. Petrified. Stupefied... by you.