When the day is long and the night, the night is yours alone. When you’re sure you’ve had enough of this life, well hang on. -REM
Just a short little quick one. Short like Herve Villechaize’s walking stick one. The plane! The plane! Last night, I was watching the Celtics/Kings game on a super secret website that plays such things. Like my main man Travis Bickle always says, ”a secret signal for the secret service.” So I’m watching the game, from the Sacramento feed, minding my own business, when who happens along? Bill Walton happens along. Bill Walton hops along. Hop Along Cassidy. Bill Walton hops along Cassidy and is gushing about the Kings. He’s gushing about the Kings as they come out to an early 54-45 halftime lead. Gushing and talking about what a great win this would be for Sacramento. Isn’t this the same Bill Walton who was part of the greatest third quarter teams of all time? A 1986 Boston Celtic team, that in Game 5 of the East semifinals against the Hawks, rolled off an unprecedented 25-0 run in the third quarter to clinch the series. Shouldn’t he know better? He didn’t. He didn’t and he Kings couldn’t hold on to a 10-point second-quarter lead and lost the game 95-90 at home to the Celtics. Wouldn’t you think now that Walton is part of the Sacramento broadcast team, he should have guessed this would happen? I mean, this wasn’t the first time something like this has happened. In fact, this was the tenth time this season that Sacramento lost in a game in which it held a double-digit lead. Shouldn’t he have known, like he says himself, this “is one of the true marvels, not just of basketball, or in America, but in the history of Western Civilization.” He should have at least known that it ties Washington for the most such losses in the NBA. He didn’t. Now you do and that’s something, ain’t it? Sure it is.
Peace out Kings. Six two and even!