“Did David Stern shit his pants again?” by Zachary “Z-man” Rubenstein
The GSF | February 17, 2009 | no comments
“I apologize. Enchiladas always do a number on my ulcer…”
The NBA trade deadline is approaching, and let me be the first to assess the activity so far: B-O-R-I-N-G.
Whether it’s being forced to watch Ernie Johnson for hours on end, or the stench emanating from Commissioner Stern’s adult diapers, something about this time of year has never agreed with me. In the past I’ve followed every bit of coverage only to feel cheated when the biggest story is Raef LaFrentz getting dealt in a salary dumping move. It’s like when my Thai masseuse doesn’t tell me to roll over – where’s the payoff?
Seriously, is there anyone out there? Do something!
Category: Basketball