- How cute, Derrick Rose's senile Grandmother calls him “Pooh” because he likes sweets. Her rationale for calling him this is that Winnie the Pooh loves Honey. Hey Grandma Rose, here's an idea, start making sense. Sweets are candies or confections. The only way honey is involved is if its baked in one of the confections, so unless your grandson hangs around with a fidgety rabbit, an annoying pig or a prick donkey, Pooh isn't applicable. I could throw in any number of horrific racial comments here, but since classy is in the title of our blog, I'll be the bigger man and avoid any of these comments.
- Hopefully the picks of Michael Beasley & Brook Lopez are spread out as much as possible. I think if Jay Bilas has to talk about each of their wing spans within 15 minutes of each other, he'll whip it out and start openly masturbating. Poor Stu Scott's glass eye will even prohibit him from looking away.
- OJ Mayo's devious glasses plan backfired, it quelled any reservations Kevin McHale had about him not wanting to play in Minnesota. The “emotional” embrace between him and his mother was about as believable as anytime ABC/ESPN/TNT showed one of those pre-taped segments showing how much Kobe loved his teammates.
- Someone should tell Russell Westbrook that there's a good chance he'll be playing in Oklahoma City within the next two years. That someone should also then point out to Russell where Oklahoma City is on a map. That'll be sure to end the smile he's “had since yesterday.”
- Oh no, Love goes to the Grizz and I've been told by my friend who lived in Memphis that there are amazing barbecue restaurants throughout the city. This could end poorly.
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