Bring out the Hellman’s and bring out the best. -Hellman’s Mayonnaise
Public Service Announcement: Ok, here we go! Rookie rookie, who gets the cookie? I do love me a rookie. I love the Air Apparent, Derrick Rose. I love Love. And I love OJ Mayo. Like my main man Alexander Pope always says, “Hope springs eternal in the human breast.” Nobody has more spring in his step at this early date than one Mr. OJ Mayo.
In every class, there’s always one joker who thinks that he’s smarter than me. In this class, that happens to be you. Isn’t it, Mayonnaise? He was smarter than everyone else these last coupla nights. Last night, Mayo scored thirty-three in a loss to Denver. Two nights ago, he went for thirty-one against the Suns. Big deal you say? Who cares you say? I say, only four other rookies in NBA history scored thirty-or-more points on consecutive dates this early in the season. I say only Wilt the Stilt Chamberlain. I say only Sidney Wicks. Only Bernard King and Dr. Dunkenstein himself, Darrell Griffith. I say that’s pretty gosh derned good.
Ovinton J’Anthony Mayo has seen some criticism. Some of it deservedly. Some of it, not so. But on the court, there is no criticism. Wherever he goes, he tends to be the best basketball player around. By the time he was a junior in high school, he was already a two-time Mr. Basketball of Ohio. Get the papers, get the papers. His senior year, he was presented the Bill Evans Award for West Virginia’s boys basketball player of the year. Why it isn’t named the Jerry West Award, I’ll never know. As a freshman at USC, he led USC to the dance only to be out cha-cha’d by fellow rookie Michael Beasley in the first round. This year, in the show, nobody’s outdancing Mayo.
Public Spectacle:
Peace out homies. Six two and Even!
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