The Los Angeles Lakers of Anaheim travel to the Wells Fargo Center for a cross-conference battle with huge playoff implications. The Lakers sit just twenty-one games out of the 8th and final playoff spot, and as the old adage goes, "All you need is a chip and a
chair Ryan Kelly."
It's no secret around these parts that the Lakers first round pick may convey to the Sixers this year, and the excitement is palpable. I actually got into an underground speak easy last weekend by holding up six fingers and whispering, "Carlos Boozer," to the bouncer. I don't ask for much. I just ask the Sixers to draft Mario Hezonja #6 overall.
But March and April are tricky months around these parts. Do we root for Nerlens Noel to dominate, but in a losing effort? Do we actively root for Jordan Clarkson to go all HAM on the Sixers? Mike Levin recently willed his way to a Sixers loss, but it took a lot out of the little guy. He's been suffering from dehydration and a nagging whooping cough ever since. I'm not sure I'm willing to take the chance.
So cheer for whomever you'd like at your own peril. Those pesky upstarts from Kentucky just eliminated the Notre Dame basketball juggernaut, and Aaron Harang won't take the bump for another week. The Sixers/Lakers are the only show in town.
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"A healthy Kobe and cap space could be a dangerous out in the Western Conference next season."
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Pre-Game Thoughts from Rupert, the Pup
How about that Kentucky team? They got me pretty stoked for the NBA draft. Anyone else like this Willie Cauley-Stein? I got him #5 on my Big Board which sits right next to my food bowl and plush toys (with squeakers). Huge fan of Cauley-Stein. I haven't seen length like that since Geraldine did the downward dog during hot yoga. Geraldine's a Great Dane and a very good dog.
I like the Sixers tonight at home; although I'll probably spend most of the first quarter hiding my dad's socks. Watching that dipshit frantically search for a matching pair of socks in the mornings provides hours of entertainment. What a chump.
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Let Janet Jackson's "Control" take you home.