Fellow Lakers fans you can miss me with that, “we never wanted Paul George anyway” mess. Losing out on him last summer was even worse than losing Julius Randle this free agency, like All Star (J.R. for next year) D’Angelo Russell the one before. Sure we got the best player in the league in the mid-thirties LeBron James but even a G.O.A.T. needs a sidekick to shepherd. So much so the Magic of this Kings la la land wanted to cast a spell that would have exiled the whole future of Hollywood in an Academy’s worth of promising talent, to roll out the red carpet for one big man in Anthony Davis who has all but vowed to come to the Lakers next year as a free agent anyway.
But the last person to say that was hometown hero Paul George. But after being introduced by Nas this Summer on a cook-out hosted by a certain Russell Westbrook that barbequed the Lakers big night before, it showed us in this business words aren’t bond when there’s a new brotherhood that’s much more strong. But as some LeBronland band-wagon roller fans were too busy polishing King James’ crown, they failed to see that they had to look to the clouds if they wanted to see the full-court forecast of a better chance of reign, when it comes to watching the throne in this game of them.
And with all due respect to the King…and Prince. Purple reign ain’t got nothing on the Thunder right now.
But in the city of stars they can’t see for their singing in the movie musical world umbrellas they dance a round like finding a decent buyout bargain from the current March 1st deadline market.
Forget ‘Space Jam 2’ the real ‘Monstas’ are in Oklahoma.
First off there’s the dynamite dynamo of Russell Westbrook. The epic, most exciting player in the whole association for better or worse. Why not? Shawn Kemp in guard form for the small ball revolution and the franchise that used to be the Supersonics (save Seattle like Sue Bird’s Storm if you want to talk about reign). A UCLA grad they wanted in Hollywoodland, but still no stranger to breaking Oscar records like Robertson’s triple doubles every, single night. A player as Most Valuable and still so underrated as they come.
Just like the new Robin to his Batman, now Victor Oladipo joins Kevin Durant and James Harden in the big-three what could have beens. The best superstar sidekick, more than that moniker since Scottie Pippen having the back of another and the ultimate Jordan Brand. Right now Paul George is in a big-three horse race for MVP alongside the Beard and the Alphabet of Giannis Antetokounmpo. With the new Big Game King James streak of 30 looking to only wilt when it passes Chamberlain, the reigning Maurice Poldoff holder looks to reclaim this as much as the only team standing in his way of the championship, the Golden State Warriors look to do with Larry O’Brien. But our dollars and sense are on the Greek Freak like betting most 1 through 15’s can’t spell his name right. He should get it just for shooting practice jumpers whilst Ja Rule was still performing at the halftime of 90’s night this weekend. Fyre! “Are you with me? I said Are you with meeeeeeeee?”
I guess not!
But even so Paul George and his pure digits of a 38.9 average these last four weeks are the most valuable of the month forget just calling it ‘Western Conference Player of the Month’ this week. And shooting like Clipse at the horn this guy’s a killer in the clutch like the Lakers Horry. The kind of player the purple needs right now to see gold instead of clutching at trade bit straws. This weekend when D’Angelo Russell on the low was showing out with 40 on his 23rd, another Lake Show one time, what could have been showed he was no has been. Even after critically coming back from a should of been career crippling injury that made Gordon Hayward’s foot revolution look like “tis but a scratch”. Silencing the Jazz at the buzzer like that boy to Boston in a O.T. O.T.T. game that was called like when Michael Jackson put on some Halloween makeup one night and got in the booth with music man Quincy Jones for the best selling album of all-time. And this all-star like them for the record has been serving up numbers this last week like this weekends all star is born Hollywood Oscar hopefuls have been serving up looks on the red carpet.
So roll it out because the former underrated great like Mahershala Ali in this game is rolling with his gunning on the road like rifling through ‘Green Book’ page after page. And when Paul comes back to the former Ford Center home to refuel it doesn’t even look like George’s speedometer is running out a gas.
Siphon that. Because by George, Paul is here ’till the wheels fall off.
And with all due respect to Carmelo Anthony like the rest of the league should give him (hello again Lake Show. We’re looking in your direction. Don’t make the same mistakes. Or the same problems of Houston), who needs an OK3 big-three when you have these two? A dynamite duo as dynamic like the best since Shaq and Kobe, or Jordan and Pip. S### they still have a more than O.K. big three with most underrated big-men Kiwi Steven Adams (or how about Schröeder, Grant’s son or dunking Diallo? Pick your poison). Make ‘Aquaman’ an All Star like he is a Hollywood one already. Numbers don’t lie and everyone in this city is putting up the truth. Paul George may have missed you with that Hollywood gloss and may have two first names as regular as my day job (but the name of two Beatles so ‘Let It Be’ as legendary as that), but he ain’t quiting like I shouldn’t mine. There is nothing regular about his game Joe. And that’s why this P.G. leading like a Point Guard’s name belongs in the brightest of association lights.
P.G.-13 not suitable for all. Please! You’d love this grown player to accompany your National Basketball boys.
A Harden way 32 at least average since you were running around doing your last minute Christmas shopping. A running like Valentine’s as the train departs arch teardrop with nothing but 0.8 to go in the desert, that was all water this big weekend. Leaving more than those in Utah with no dry eyes at they departed the Delta.
You’re talking to a Laker fan who wanted Los Angeles son Paul George to come home so bad he tweeted about buying his best in the association Nike sneakers when he was still Pacing in Indiana colors like a troll.
Isn’t that tampering ‘Team Giannis’ (and how about his best in the All Star showcase in Charlotte 360 for Antetokounmpo’s squad?)?
Magic to Kimmel wink.
Jared Dudley Is The Lakers Unsung Hero
There’s a hero that could save us in Hollywood right now.
And I ain’t talking about The King.
Or the Brow to ‘Bron in A.D. and his best since Shaq and Kobe dynamic duo combining for 70 like one off Elgin Baylor’s career high.
I ain’t talking about Kuz. Canada’s champ Danny Green from downtown purple and gold. Or the redemption reunion of Superman returns Dwight Howard in the hash-tag “Washed King’s” revenge season.
I ain’t even talking about the bald identity of my hero the Alex Caruso show this time.
I’m talking about Jared Dudley people.
Yeah I said it!
Not the same Jared that got replaced by Joaquin as The Joker. Not the same Dudley that got nut checked by Shaquille O’Neal on the Knicks before lamely quarterback pitch throwing the ball after him on the inbound technical (we didn’t think centers apart from Shaq could pass like that). Or the same J.D. that like going with Coke welcomed us to Atlanta with Ludacris. But just Jared.
You may think the former Brooklyn boy fan favourite owns the last roster spot that should have gone to a blazing Carmelo. Or still a free agent Jamal Crawford (even a J.R. Smith?!). A spot reserved for Andre Igudola once he gets out of contract hell. Or even a South Bay call-up for legendary names in young Lakers like Antetokounmpo, Stockton and Payton II. And let’s not forget the one Ingram they didn’t trade in the Grey Mamba ‘dre.
And with that headband over his shaved dome you may think the guy who Balenciaga bigger than Basketball looks the part in the players only catwalk runway to the stadium for his fashion fit drip looks like he’ll definitely be in ‘Bron’s ‘Space Jam’ sequel too. That’s all for your insults folks (“baldy?!”). But with that number ten to go with the head check he kind of looks like a less ripped version of a former King that used to kill the Lakers…and that’s no insult to J.D. Have you see Mike Bibby these days? He really is a unit.
But to me he looks like one of those bench energy guys who lifts the whole team in the mould of a Rony Turiaf or ‘Mad Dog’ Mark Madsen. Even if his time on the pine is more than on the hardwood. He still has his Laker legend like that photoshopped number 10 next to James and Davis for the new big three, tongue in cheek.
And speaking of that number ten you just may see that jersey in the seats of STAPLES almost as much as the King’s 23. Why you ask. Are fans waiting until A.D. adds a King’s 2 to his 3 as LeBron carries the 6? Was there a sale? An in-game giveaway like that Shaq City Edition being on everyones seats pregame for its debut in L.A.?
It’s because Dudley has literally been gifting his number ten signature to almost everyone (hello!) whose asked this season on Twitter and it isn’t even Christmas yet. What a statement. And if you thought that was a grand gesture then half of these people in the stands in tens are there because Jared has personally left comp tickets waiting for them for games at will call (the other half probably just in thanks). Not just at STAPLES…but on the road too. Now how’s that for player power? Reaching out to fans in precarious positions, with problems when it comes to getting to games, or even those whose lifelong dream was just to see Hollywood’s Lakers live and in living colour one time.
He’s done it countless. More times than the 23 and 2 team to start their best season since the year 2000 have won.
Now how about that? You love to see it. Right now no one does more for the fans than the people’s champ Jared Dudley.
When he gets his ring it won’t be from riding coattails, but giving his all, everything.
And let’s not forget the heart and hustle he puts down on the floor every night his box score doesn’t read DNP-CD for a second, or minute of time. He’s got a decent shot on him too. Even if it looks more awkward than me on dates…it works.
Let’s see more from Dudley.
The Lake Show are the Hollywood story of the season. But we all know when it comes to the script from the Basketball God’s you need your character actors as much as the academy of award winners. And if Jared Dudley really is the Lakers unsung hero in L.A. like Denis Irwin was for Manchester United (know your history) it’s time to hit the high notes and shoot our shot like he does his.
Now is this enough for me to get a jersey Jared?
DO Call It A Carmelo Comeback. Anthony Is Guaranteed For Years
Three fingers like “what’s your poison” and shots to the dome like LL Cool J’s comeback. I’m calling it…
La La said knock you out.
They say there are no guarantees in this life, or league. But now after almost crossing off an entire calender, Carmelo Anthony has one in this league of X and O’s.
You best believe every team that slept on him has woke up now.
O.K. Thunder? Like old New York. No ‘Melo in Lakers yellow, or Houston’s problem.
And let’s not talk about that ATL jersey Atlanta tried to hawk.
The Nugget type of fellow that Nelly rapped about like ‘Na-Nana-Na’, with the heart of a champion sweat until he was no longer in a suit and part of the Sportscenter theme again. After waiting longer to align with The King in Hollywood for this Game Of Thrones than another Anthony (Davis), Carmelo ended up coming up roses in the RIP City of Portland. And boy has he blazed a trail. Voltron forming arguably a big three with the best backcourt in the league not in this nation’s capital with C.J. McCollum and Dame ‘Time’ Lillard with the look like the OK3 of Russell Westbrook and PG3 and not the Beard and the Brow.
And now he’s exceeded everyone’s greatest expectations. As one of the G.O.A.T.’s has polished his path to the Hall with a comeback even better than the return of Superman Dwight Howard with the Lakers…which could have had a Hollywood sequel with Carmelo’s comeback.
But the Lakers loss is the PDX’s blazing gain.
What more would you expect from a guy who still put up competent averages in the soaring Rockets cosmos, despite being grounded by little court acclaim? The problems in Houston could have actually been attributed to another guy who ended up ousted and in an Oklahoma home too. Despite the trolls who are now trading in hot takes like they never simulated 2K videos of him building a Commodore house with his shot selection. Or the analysts who are changing their discussion like a report rewrite.
Carmelo ain’t calming down. Anthony is taking everyone back to school.
Class has been in session.
And how about the report card? Eight games. 16.9 points and 5.9 rebounds per game. Big shots. Western Conference Player of the Week. All Star legend spot? He belongs like the Carushow in the Slam Dunk Contest. He’s unstoppable like LeBron James’ Eurostep, spin-cycle lay-up that is like a runaway freight…word to Denzel Washington. Or his Kareem sky-hook. Tokyo 2020 Team USA bid for the best in five rings Olympic legend in his golden age? Big shots from the double 0 like seven. From nothing twice?! This is no time to die Mr. Bond.
He’s gone toe-to-shot with the MVP. Showed he was more than a most imported or Sixth Man, but still a star. More than the name, but the actual game. And now he’s guaranteed to be around for a while longer like he never left, but is here to stay. As the Blazers changed the trail on the end of the signature of his contract before the ink even dried for this guy’s with the wet jumper like staying outside in the snow with your ugly NBA sweater this Christmas.
This tax is more than a luxury. It’s about to cap off a classic career with one compelling closing chapter.
Even when he bit career highs at the core of his career in the Big Apple, the ever humble hero Carmelo was a walking and dribbling, “I just take it one game (or day) at a time” postgame soundbite like he has been in his comeback off court to on it. Well now the Blazers can guarantee him 365…or at least 82 or however far he takes them.
From the headband to the hoodie, stay ‘Melo. Anthony is here to stay.
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