So apparently, back in the day (which was a Tuesday, by the way), Ron Artest saw his friend/pickup teammate get stabbed thru the heart with a table leg, not unlike the way one would kill a vampire.
Do you think it was called a flagrant 2?
"It took me a while to realize that's not what the league is about." Indeed, Ron, the league is not about stabbing people thru the heart with table legs. Imagine if the chairs at the Palace at Auburn Hills were made of wood...that brawl would have been a little messier.
Regardless, I like Ron Artest probably more than 99% of the players in the NBA, because his hair is on-point and he gets up in Kobe's grill.
Thursday, May 7, 2009
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