I miss you, viche...

Every few days, I check this site for an update by Senor Sovic.  I'm sad when that doesn't happen.  My hope is that one of these days I'll open the window of the cluj blog and find a hilarious article by Viche staring back at me.
My hope is represented by the picture below...

Sovic's dilemma

the best kobe rapist picture I could find...

I'd say Kobe's popularity was at it's lowest point soon after he allegedly raped a woman in Colorado and then bought his wife a huge diamond ring to make up for it.  Kobe had never been very likable in the first place; even his teammates found him aloof and uninteresting.  However, one of his most vocal (at least through gchat) proponents was none other than Sr. Sovic.
Since I am a sheep by nature, I found myself in the majority as a Kobe hater.  Sovic, on the other hand, preached about learning to "embrace Kobe as a villain," and stated emphatically that he would "love to have" Kobe on his fantasy team.  In time, Sovic's defiant support of the black mamba wore down my defenses (hey, like kobe does to women!), and I begrudgingly learned to accept his villainy.

That bring us to Lebron.  Sovic hates lebron.  He's always hated lebron.  When Lebron was arguably the most popular player on the planet, Sovic stood his ground and stuck with his vehement hatred (recently, I learned Forshay felt the same way).  I, on the other hand, respected lebron for being the most talented player on the planet (even if he wasn't the most hardworking).  I loved that any time he was on TV, I would turn over to see what he might do.  He always had 3-4 HOLY FUCK moments every game.
Now, after "the decision" debacle, Bron is almost universally hated (and booed every night he's on the road).  My question to Sr. Sovic is this: will you learn to embrace his villainy?  Now that most have jumped ship (I do think dois, beb, and I still have some love for him) and you're in the majority opinion, will you find the bron-hater-club too crowded for your liking?
I await a response.
-Shoaf

Big Trouble in Little Texas

The two no longer happy couples

What the fuck is going on in San Antonio?  Why would Tony Parker cheat on Eva Longoria?  And did he really think he could fuck a teammate's wife and have no one find out?  Jesus, you dumbass frenchman, there's no way Barry's wife is nearly as hot as Eva.  Fucking idiots.
Really, I blame steffens.
Original article...
(figured the blogpost needed an update...)

FrankenPerky

Am I crazy?

Easter Sunday Dump

A quick daily look at last night's highs and lows.

Hot Shit: Andre Iguodala, Call em Bullets
.643 - .786 - 4 - 33 - 8 - 11 - 5 - 1

Loose Stool: Jason Richardson, Teen Wolf
.000 - NA - 0 - 0 - 0 - 1 - 1 - 0

Shart: Terrence Williams, Teen Wolf
.538 - NA - 0 - 14 - 4 - 14 - 0 - 0

Playoffs in Review: Game Re-Caps

So here I am, with the final match-up already halfway over, and I still haven't written anything about the first two rounds. This could be attributed to general laziness on my part, or fatigue from the blogging season wearing on, or disinterest after my team's elimination in Round 1. And all of those would probably be correct attributions. But another factor is that I'm also not exactly sure how to write these. Normally, I am guided by the team highs and lows for the week, the players that contribute the most on each team, and the individual leaders in each category. Suddenly, in the playoffs, all those factors have become less important. Everyone is so focused on just beating their opponent that being high or low in the league is basically irrelevant. Player contributions are obviously important, but with so much adding and dropping going on, the individual achievements have taken a backseat to the owners' ability to get a few key stats out of different guys each night. What I really needed was to keep a running log of what pick-ups worked and didn't, how the category match-ups played out over the course of the week, and how the owners reacted (or didn't) to try and snatch every win they could. I did none of those things. So these game re-caps might be a little under-informed, but I'll do my best.

Thursday Lunch Dump

A quick daily look at last night's highs and lows.

Hot Shit: Tyreke Evans, Unfrozen Caveman Bogut
.368 - .714 - 1 - 20 - 7 - 13 - 3 - 0

Loose Stool: Dwyane Wade, Call em Bullets
.308 - 1.000 - 0 - 10 - 3 - 1 - 2 - 0
This isn't a terrible line, but for Dwyane Wade, in the middle of championship week... it's a terrible line.

Shart: Terrence Williams, Teen Wolf
.450 - 1.000 - 2 - 21 - 5 - 9 - 0 - 1

Upper Decker: Mo Williams, Call em Bullets
.500 - .875 - 2 - 21 - 1 - 6 - 3 - 0
Odd, in that Bardey picked him up off the wire on Tuesday and then didn't start him on Wednesday.

Playoffs Round 1 & 2 in Review are coming later today.