Blake
02-18-2009, 01:41 AM
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Hey everybody,
It's your old pal, Malik.
As most of you know, I'm fading away into oblivion here in New York. I spend more time wiping the bench with my ass than the janitors do. Hell, I don't even bother putting my jersey on underneath my warmups any more. What's the point?
I guess I shouldn't mind. Even though Coach D'Antoni never remembers my name, can I really complain? I get paid millions to have a front row seat at the Garden every other night.
Jerome James and I have become pretty good friends down here at the bench end. Last year we got bored enough to start our own poker tournament to keep ourselves busy during the game. Sure, some nights Coach screws it up and sticks one of us there, but for the most part, we have it good. Jerome told me that I need to do what he did.......fake an achilles tendon tear so that I can not have to worry about being put in the game. For being such a dumb ass, that's actually not a bad idea...
Anywho, all in all I've just about broke even in our poker tourneys for the year. Some nights, it's just me and JJ. Other nights, players from other teams want in. We've had guys like Sean Marks, Donyell Marshall, Theo Ratliff amongst numerous injured players to join us.
Tonight we had Jacque Vaughn and of all guys.... Manu Ginobili. He said he flew a separate jet in as he just couldn't miss out on the game. Jerome said to me, "I don't give them no respect......none."
"uh, not sure why you keep saying that, but ok JJ"
The basketball game was close so there was no danger of me or Vaughn getting up to go in.
It was definitely Manu's night. He started with hot hands right out of the gate so he was able to bluff most of the rest of the game. When he had wiped us clean, Jerome jumped up in disgust and the next thing we know, Manu is on the floor.
"Why the hell did you knock Manu to floor, Jerome? Is it because he won?"
"cmon, I barely touched him, Malik."
"I dunno Jerome......"
"I just brushed him and he fell right over. He wins the game and he is still trying to draw a foul on me.........go check the replay"
Well, we did check the replay and it's inconclusive whether or not Manu flopped or if Jerome really pushed him......but just then, a cheerleader bumped Manu and he got knocked into the 3rd row. Go figure.
The ball game happens to be over as well, so I gotta go back to the lockerroom and grab my jersey that's hanging up.
I would ask one of these peanut vendors who won, but I could really care less at this point as my NBA career has now been reduced to this...
God I miss San Antonio
Laters,
Malik
Hey everybody,
It's your old pal, Malik.
As most of you know, I'm fading away into oblivion here in New York. I spend more time wiping the bench with my ass than the janitors do. Hell, I don't even bother putting my jersey on underneath my warmups any more. What's the point?
I guess I shouldn't mind. Even though Coach D'Antoni never remembers my name, can I really complain? I get paid millions to have a front row seat at the Garden every other night.
Jerome James and I have become pretty good friends down here at the bench end. Last year we got bored enough to start our own poker tournament to keep ourselves busy during the game. Sure, some nights Coach screws it up and sticks one of us there, but for the most part, we have it good. Jerome told me that I need to do what he did.......fake an achilles tendon tear so that I can not have to worry about being put in the game. For being such a dumb ass, that's actually not a bad idea...
Anywho, all in all I've just about broke even in our poker tourneys for the year. Some nights, it's just me and JJ. Other nights, players from other teams want in. We've had guys like Sean Marks, Donyell Marshall, Theo Ratliff amongst numerous injured players to join us.
Tonight we had Jacque Vaughn and of all guys.... Manu Ginobili. He said he flew a separate jet in as he just couldn't miss out on the game. Jerome said to me, "I don't give them no respect......none."
"uh, not sure why you keep saying that, but ok JJ"
The basketball game was close so there was no danger of me or Vaughn getting up to go in.
It was definitely Manu's night. He started with hot hands right out of the gate so he was able to bluff most of the rest of the game. When he had wiped us clean, Jerome jumped up in disgust and the next thing we know, Manu is on the floor.
"Why the hell did you knock Manu to floor, Jerome? Is it because he won?"
"cmon, I barely touched him, Malik."
"I dunno Jerome......"
"I just brushed him and he fell right over. He wins the game and he is still trying to draw a foul on me.........go check the replay"
Well, we did check the replay and it's inconclusive whether or not Manu flopped or if Jerome really pushed him......but just then, a cheerleader bumped Manu and he got knocked into the 3rd row. Go figure.
The ball game happens to be over as well, so I gotta go back to the lockerroom and grab my jersey that's hanging up.
I would ask one of these peanut vendors who won, but I could really care less at this point as my NBA career has now been reduced to this...
God I miss San Antonio
Laters,
Malik