1. Thursday, May 15, 2003

    the laker fans weren’t booing, they were sobbing. 

    hurts more to lose when youre supposed to win. especially at home.

    especially with the greatest center, greatest coach, greatest kobe, greatest cheerleaders, greatest fan, greatest and classiest history.

    fuck the celtics.

    no, the fans werent booing, but that was derek fisher shedding a tear, and that was kobe (pictured) physically and emotionally beaten.

    this was a grand team. champions. outcoached and outplayed.

    the lakers are a team that showed on tuesday that they can perform miracles at any moment, just like theyve done since time began. back when los angeles was riddled with lakes.

    theyre a team plauged by age and injury. even the coach ended up in the hospital.

    and the pressure? this team was built by a gm whose sillouhette is the logo for the nba and even he couldnt stand the pressure of championship-or-consider-it-failure so he ran away the lowest pressure gig he could find: gm of the memphis grizzlies.

    i dont know how the laker girls do it.

    the fans werent booing, they were bawling.

    these fans have seen this team come back year after year. and theyve seen their stars hurt before.

    kareem got hurt in the finals during magic’s rookie season, and not even that stopped them from winning it all that year.

    and speaking of magic, these fans have watched ervin beat hiv, so who cares if they dont have rick fox or a power forward.

    and have three twisted ankles and no chickie baby.

    the fans were booing because the eggs are cold, the butters getting hard, and the jellos jiggling, except this time, for the first time in a generation, the jello was jiggling for thee.

    skywriting + coyote + chicha + katie, playmates