RANT TIME, y'all!
>> Escape from New Orleans: OK, so Chris Paul is the new Helen of Troy, apparently.
First, David Stern blows up the Lakers trade in an attempt to regain the swag he lost during the lockout, the poor New Orleans GM almost jumps off a bridge, the Lakers move Odom to Dallas for a pizza puff, New Orleans tries to move Paul to the Clippers and the league wants the '92 NBA All-Star team for him since apparently Chris Paul became better than Larry Bird when I wasn't looking, and now everyone is confused, especially me.
Meanwhile, Derrick Rose is biding his time and releasing dope shoes and Rip Hamilton and his Jason Voorhees mask are on the horizon. Thank God I'm a Bulls fan.
>> There's something about Timmy: Sweet Mary Lou Retton, that game sucked Sunday. When I wasn't yelling at the screen, I was trying to figure out why everyone doesn't like Tim Tebow. You know, other than the fact that he looks like Forrest Gump and Ogre from "Revenge of the Nerds" had a baby.
My sincere belief is that a lot of the criticism comes from the simple fact he believes he's going to win. Something I keep noticing in this land of ours is that Americans really don't like it when someone's outwardly confident in their abilities. Look at Muhammad Ali, M.J., hell, even Kanye West.
It's one thing to be arrogant—and I AM NOT PUTTING TIM TEBOW IN THE SAME CATEGORY AS THE AFOREMENTIONED—but the fact that Tebow seriously believes he can win every game despite his obvious shortcomings pisses people off. That's dangerous (and admirable) thinking.
Now that I've given Tim Tebow that backhanded compliment, I'm going to go commit seppuku. Keep your noses clean until next time.
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