Uncle Eddie: “That’s something ain’t it? She falls in a well, eyes go crossed. She gets kicked by a mule, they go back to normal. I don’t know.”
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Today’s Sports Guy article about the ongoing Iverson saga just makes me giddy. Here’s just a sample:
Iverson remains the quickest guard on the planet, one of the few who routinely draws “oohs and ahhs” from the Staples Center crowd. Although hes noticeably smaller in person no taller than 5-foot-11, Iverson attacks the basket in waves, almost like an undersized running back ramming into the line of scrimmage for four or five yards a pop think Emmitt Smith. He takes implausible angles on his drives — angles that cant be seen as theyre unfolding, even if youve been watching him for 10 years — and drains an obscene number of layups and floaters in traffic. And he still plays with a “f— you” intensity that only KG and Kobe can match although MJ remains the king of this category. There isnt a more intimidating player in the league.
I’ve got my fingers crossed for Boston to pull out a trade, and the minute they do, I’m buying tickets to every home game I can. The day I can wash my hands of my lifetime-long unfulfilling entanglement with the Philadelphia 76ers will be a glorious one.
AI Express, next stop: who the hell knows.
One ticket please.
And soy milk is the devil, too. And it apparently turns kids into homosexuals.
[WorldNetDaily: A devil food is turning our kids into homosexuals]
I think this guy has a problem with his medula oblongata.