Too bad network television doesn’t broadcast the Lake Show in New York City.
9:20 – Trek to Omonia Cafe in Astoria to catch what’s left of the game with my brother, Keegs.
9:44 – After mass confusion with the service staff, they help me find TNT, and duh, the Lake-uhs.
9:45 – Chucky (Charles Barkley) just popped up on the screen. His mouth is moving, but I can’t hear what he’s saying over the music. No biggy, the dude never says anything intelligent anyways. I’m only obsessed with him, because he is a living, breathing sound bite.
9:50 – After Nascar commercials and shots of Steve Nash getting some practice shots in during the half, I’m seriously wondering if Turner Network Television doesn’t realize who their audience is. Red-blooded Americans don’t watch the Lakers, and while they might watch the Suns (Hello, immigration law?), after the whole “Los Suns” jersey-escapade, it’s not likely.
9:54 – Reggie Miller is hot, and not that anyone is surprised, but with the music playing too loud to hear the Chucky and the gang are saying, I find watching them on television wayyyy more entertaining.
9:59 - Start of the 3rd quarter, 47- 54, Lakers down. Now 56-47. Both teams wear purple. It is oddly distracting, because they’re soooo tiny, like little ants on the television screen. RON RON from behind the arc, nails a three. Assist from Kobe?
10:16 – Omonia internet fails again. Lesson learned, RogueRanters, shell out money for cable. To Aconcernedfan Reggie Miller IS attractive, and it’s is highly doubtful that Pau Gasol will ever learn how to rebound. Period.
10:19 – Keep refreshing the page to get updates, RogueRanters. 75-77 with 3:16 left in the 3rd. Lakers trailing. I made a comment during the Jazz series to a friend, after Ron Artest told reporters about the table leg incident, every player that complains about a foul just seems like a giant pussy.
10:21 – Bryant from behind the arc. It’s a relief to see ball movement on the side of the Lakers, instead of Bryant constantly having to drive to the basket or rely on his fade away. God, remember the days before Fisher returned, aka the miserable offseason that was 2007?
10:32 – Start of the 4th. 84-86, Lakers trailing. Because I’m a Ron Ron diehard, I’ve decided that if the Lakers win it all this year, I’m buzzing my hair, bleaching it, and putting in purple letters “Ron Ron” and “LA” on the side. Ew, but does this mean I have to bleach my eyebrows to match? that might be too much.
10:35 – Sometimes, when I watch Farmar run up and down the court, I wonder why he even exists. Every offseason is dogged with Farmar trading rumors and whether or not he’s happy with his role on the reserve. Get rid of him, I say. While I’m on the topic of trading, I’m always the first to say, you can’t spell BYNUM without B-U-M, but it is rather unselfish of him to play with his injury. So, I guesssss he’s alright, but in the offseason, can we please find a way to dump him? Except, there aren’t that many 7-footers just laying around are there, as ESPN points out.
LIVE BLOG = WIFI FAILURE. It’s official. Maybe next time I will just do it from my own home? Ahahaha. I fail. At life. Cheers to that!
