Louis Williams announced his departure from the Philadephia 76ers today, unofficially ending his career as one of the most polarizing Sixers in recent memory. For the most part, I supported Lou, even when it was the unpopular thing to do, and infamously compared his production to Monta Ellis. Mike, on the other hand, hated Lou so much that he was driven to create the Louis Williams Hate Advisory Index.
But, the one thing we could agree on, was the overall "Bossness" of Louis Williams. Not many players have their own rap songs played in the home arena, pre-game, nor do they spit masterful lyrics like "I had made my first million 'fore I eva got laid", which instantly became a blog-favorite.
However; it wasn't just Lou's lyricism that made him the BOSS. It was also his patented isolations at the end of every quarter, his uncanny ability to draw fouls and hit difficult shots, his addiction to "two-for-ones" (eventually nicknamed the "Lou-for-one"), and his famous run-in with a would-be robber on Christmas Eve.
In a world of mostly boring and robotic athletes, Sixers fans were treated to one of the great characters in the NBA for seven seasons. The man had a checkerboard tattooed on his armpit, and carried his clothes around in a trash bag. He was also the inspiration for the creepiest bobblehead in the history of bobbleheads. And don't forget the chair prank Andre Iguodala pulled on him, or his epic rendition of 'Frosty the Snowman' for Sixers.com.
Off the court, Lou was an absolute gem, but he wasn't too bad on the court either. He led the Sixers in scoring, despite coming off the bench, in 2012, and finished second in 6th Man of the Year voting. He also hit that memorable game-winning shot, in the 2011 Playoffs.
You may not have liked his antics, and you may not have liked his (non) efficiency, over-dribbling or poor shot selection, but you have to admit, it was pretty fun having Lou around for seven years.
Despite my undying support for Louis Williams, I realize letting him walk was absolutely the right move to make this off-season – there was no sense paying two bench players 7+ million annually, nor paying a veteran to take all-important development time away from Jrue Holiday and Evan Turner. But that doesn't mean I won't miss Lou. I'll miss his scoring spurts, the unintentional comedy he provided, and all the off-the-court stuff. I wish him nothing but the best, and hope the fans of his new team enjoy the Lou Williams experience as much as I did.
Farwell, Boss. Maybe some day you can forgive, and unblock me on Twitter, for the rap I wrote about you.