The problem I have is that most of the guys you are listing are catch-and-finish guys with no actual post games to speak of. Carlos Boozer is a perfect example of that: if he's not picking-and-popping at 15 feet, he's utterly, completely useless. Give him the ball in the post and the only things he can do are A)…
Also, he's been injured this season. Check out his numbers from the back half of last season, when he finally got some significant run for the first time in his career.
Look, the fact that he can't stay on the court because he's a dreadful defender and a poor rebounder doesn't change the fact that he's one of a tiny list of guys who can score with either hand around the basket, face up and shoot, get to nearly any spot he wants, use the glass, and hit an honest-to-God hook shot from…
I love this.
It's great, and a great achievement, and the scene when he gets the wolf to take food from him turns my face into a faucet every damn time.
Oh Jesus. +1
This is terrific. Thank you.
Nailed it.
"Hood rat"? Really?
I don't think I could possibly agree more wholeheartedly with any of this, unless you'd also thrown in a line about my scruffy good looks.
That's hilarious.
No, don't do that. Don't use intermediaries. Wait a day or two, hitch up your enormous manly scrotum, and call them on the phone. Don't defend yourself, don't hedge or say "if I upset you," don't talk up how tolerant you've been of their political views for all these years, don't blame them for overreacting. Very…
Ha!
290-219, Obama. Most of the so-called "swing" states break for the incumbent, while Florida breaks off altogether, screeches defiantly, and sinks itself beneath the waves when Jay Mariotti announces plans to set foot in it.
Oh, this is spectacular.
Y'know, there's always a silver lining to unfortunate turns of fate like freakish extratropical superstorms, and in this case, I can't help but feel pride, real pride, in how we commenters banded together to devise an ingenious analog system for making - and, most importantly, praising - the clever, pithy jokes we all…
Be safe, Mid-Atlantic/Northeast Deadspinners. We're about to get our shit wrecked.
That is hilarious.
Ha!