Tuesday, October 25, 2005

BACK IN THE GARAGE WITH MY BULLSHIT DETECTOR




Eddy Curry's heart beat sounds like Sasquatch feet! Blind, crippled or crazy, Isaiah Thomas will give you major figures. He swiped Baby Shaq from the bum-ticker pile, trading the lockeroom equivalent of Avian Bird Flu (I see you, Tim T.!) and some spare parts for the promising center. Larry's boys are shaping up to be the best shit on hardwood since those scrappy crackers from Hoosiers! So says, Thomas: "I have a lot of confidence in our medical staff."



True motherfucking story.

Rookie Channing Frye already smashed up his foot, but that don't mean he doesn't stay sharpening his darts!














Next generation, homefry. And when Nate Robinson isn't throwing himself alley-oops in the middle of games, he's putting the groupie game on smash!



Holler at a real player! The Knicks! They play basketball!

7 Comments:

At 10:54 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

its good to see the cake has finally been brought back; cb the prodigal son returns! we're counting on you to singlehandedly destroy the dresscode and return the nba to its rightful throwback glory .

 
At 11:36 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

len bias...resurrected.

 
At 11:57 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

that's some old-ass cake. but cake nonetheless. welcome back, cr.

 
At 12:03 PM, Blogger * said...

Hinrich will hold the Bulls down.

 
At 10:07 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

holy goddamn son, welcome the hell back from wherever you disappeared to.

 
At 10:59 PM, Blogger Ian said...

Jesus H. Crackers, glad to have you back.

 
At 11:55 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

wouldn't be a season without you
welcome back, homes.

 

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