Looks like I missed a good game. But here's how it affects my life: Knicks lose, bummer. In the morning I've got to go in and figure out why the forklift doesn't start. Knicks win, awesome. One more for the home team. Still have to go in and figure out why the forklift doesn't start.
So, now the NBA is recognizing flagrant fouls?
Granted, the Knicks have missed a lot of opportunities on their own, but but Wumbumbaywhatever is still a stain on the league's underwear.
I can't be bothered anymore.
Why I don't give a $#!t about sports.
I think Shaq would have lifted him up by the spine. But he also wouldn't have had the stones to try that with Shaq.
Beyond the obvious failures of the NBA, the saddest part is that Wemby has so many God-given advantages most people would sell their soul for, and yet he still has to resort to...
Seems like the refs all have an envelope full of cash in their back pocket.
Blatant felonies being committed on the court and they're admiring the banners on the ceiling.
Sorry to say, but I just can't get that interested in sports. I'll watch them occasionally because they can be entertaining. But none of it changes my life.
Unless,... you know, .. I've got money on the game.
That being said, the only thing I've got "on" this game is my personal in-home...
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