Some reasons why Larry is sick of today's game:
First we have Latrell Sprewell, earning about 15 million this season and seeking a contract extension from the Minnesota Timberwolves, said he has a family to feed. Public relations-wise, this compares favorably to when Marie Antoinette, after being told people had no bread during the French Revolution, was said to have remarked, "Let them eat cake."
Sprewell's annual expenses break down as follows: gasoline for his 3 Hummers ($4.4 million),cell phone bill, ($3.2 million) hair styling, ($1.9 million)dry cleaning, ($1.7 million) jewelery, ($1.35 million) petty cash for posse, ($1.1 million) tattoo maintenance, ($500,000) groceries for family, ($15,550) NBA League Pass, four payments of ($47.25).![]()
Then we have Labron James' longtime girlfriend gave birth last month to a boy, aptly named LeBron Jr. James, 19, was excused from the Cavaliers briefly to visit mother and child and reportedly dropped off a pair of Nike Air Generation Low basketball shoes for the tyke.
The All-Star team you could put together amongst NBA players who have fathered children out of wedlock would be, well, stunning. I mean, we could end America's Olympic basketball woes by just trucking out these daddies in 2008. Geez, they can run the floor, fill the lane and take it to the rack!
At the recent American Music Awards in Los Angeles, the Lakers' Kobe Bryant, who lives and works in L.A., was booed. How does an NBA All-Star get booed at an entertainment show? That would be like Bill Gates getting heckled at a dental convention.
Heck, I know Kobe is selfish, takes too many shots, ran Shaq out of town and hangs with Jim Gray and but it's not like he got us into a war halfway around the world or rushed into the stands and rabbit-punched the Olsen twins. My goodness, on any given day in L.A., most married men wake up, get dressed and drive home — and these people are passing judgment on Kobe????
The Raptors' Vince Carter told the Toronto Sun, "I don't want to dunk anymore." Vince Carter doesn't want to dunk anymore? That's like Bill Clinton swearing off self-infatuation. That's like TPark turning down dessert at The Golden Corral. That's like Papa John giving up pizza.
I'd call this a midlife crisis, except Carter's not in midlife and NBA players only consider it a crisis if they leave their PlayStation 2 on the plane.

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