The Second Coming...
I love Larry Legend. My earliest memories of basketball involve watching this goofy, completely unathletic white guy just taking over games and dominating. When the game was on the line, everyone knew who was going to get the ball. And everyone knew who would deliver.
People say the mold was broken. People say there will never be another.
But is there?
I dont know if you saw Adam Morrison and Gonzaga on Saturday. They were on the ropes against Eddie Sutton and and always dangerous Oklahoma State team. During the pre-game shpeal, they talked about the Adam Morrison/Larry Bird comparisons, always quick to jump in and say, "Well, he is just a kid, lets not get crazy..."
But crazy or not, the comparison is eerie. Adam is incredibly goofy looking. Not that athletic. Just a lumbering, awkward 6'9'', with weird, herky-jerky moves, up fakes, strange angles, incredible court vision, and a pure-point forward position that hasnt been seen since.... well, you know.
All I am saying is, as OSU hit the shot to go ahead by 2 with nearly nothing left on the clock, everyone knew who was getting the ball. Everyone. Including OSU. They put 3 super athletic black men all over him. Morrison popped out, caught the ball about 33 (a sign) feet from the hoop, with Cowboys hanging all over him. One fake, the first defender flew by as he put it on the floor and moved right, whipped the ball up, and launched a deep three with the other two defenders in this grill. Off the glass, and good. Game over.
The play-by-play call went like this: "Here's Morrison, he fakes, 3 seconds, he shoots... OOOOOOOOHHHH.... LARRY BIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIRD!!!!!"
Honestly, what more could you say?
posted by drew @ 11:26 AM
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I would say steal the shithead's insulin and then he's your bitch.
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