Tuesday, February 12, 2008

8, not so fuckin' great.....

"Filthy's the word that best describes me, I'm just grindin' man, ya'll never mind me." - Malice of The Clipse

Jesus Christ, 8 in a row. I think a small part of me died last night. 72 in the first half, 23 pt lead, and we lose by a basket. Again. So yeah, we suited 9 again last night and it looks like everyone just ran out of energy on the second leg of a back to back road set. Blame the fatigue if you're logical, or if you're like me, you can just blame ref Jack Nies (and by association, his son Eric Nies) for the mysterious no calls when Deshawn was getting raped last night. Ugh, someone take my shoelaces away from me.

Yours in blood,
Agent Hiro

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