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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.

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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 Schr√∂eder, 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.

Thunderous.

Thunder up.

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.

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MVP Brandon Clarke dominates, leads Grizzlies to 2019 NBA Summer League Title

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2019 Las Vegas Summer League Memphis Grizzlies V Minnesota Timberwolves

Canadian Brandon Clarke, the 21st pick of the 2019 Draft dominated the NBA’s annual summer showcase — becoming the first player to take home both tournament and championship game most valuable player honors with a dominant 15 points, 16 rebounds double-double. The No. 8 Memphis Grizzlies the Minnesota Timberwolves 95-92 to win the 2019 NBA Summer League championship.

The former Gonzaga standout added 4 assists, 3 blocks and a steal in 25 minutes.

Canadian Basketball Player Brandon Clarke 2019 Nba Summer League MVP
Canadian Basketball Player Brandon Clarke 2019 NBA Summer League MVP

In six games of summer league action, Clark averaged 14.7 points, 9.8 rebounds, 2 assists and 1.8 blocks per game. The Vancouver native shot 55% from the field and becomes the first ever Canadian to win MVP at the NBA Summer League.

Clarke was also named to the first-team all-NBA Summer League team. Other standouts included fellow Canadians Nickeil Alexander-Walker who joined Clarke on the first-team. Toronto Raptors forward Chris Boucher was named to the second-team.

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New Knick RJ Barrett Treated Las Vegas Summer League Like A New York Playground

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New Knick RJ Barrett Treated Las Vegas Summer League Like A New York Playground
R.J. State Of Mind...

Magnitudes off the Richter. An earthquake hit Sin City like jackpot in the NBA’s Summer League in Las Vegas, Nevada out in the desert last week.

And as the Jumbo-tron still shook like the music it was pumping, many people in awe inspired attendance would have been forgiven for thinking it was Zion. As the Duke standout and the first pick in the 2019 NBA Draft Williamson made us feel more tremors than Kevin Bacon. As the new New Orleans Pelican burst out the hardwood and flew, man-handling a steal off an opponent who’s just a poster now’s inbounds pass and put back a viscous, signature slam that felt like they still tested atomic bombs out in the Nevada desert overlooking the electric, neon skyline. All whilst new and former teammates respectively, Lonzo Ball, Josh Hart and Anthony Davis looked on with “here comes the big airplane” mouths.

But after the road to Mount Zion’s knee injury lead to more Patrick Ewing ice than up there in Japan’s Mount Fuji, it was better the Blue Devil you know. As the Knicks third pick RJ Barrett ended up moving the needle more over this scorching, seasonal tourney of the youthful future of this association. Looking as good as those beautiful blue Knicks Summer League jerseys that are so clean we want to see them fresh off the press in the the NBA Store in NYC. So much so that even if RJ handed you one of his autographed signatures post game you’d still be like, “you got this in a medium?”

Sounding better than all those thirsty announcers singing “Summer Leeeeague” like The Isley Brothers this time of year classic, ‘Summer Breeze’. Making everything feel fine as he blew through defenders like the Jasmine in my mind. RJ initialed his dynamic debut and mainstream moment. Making Knicks’ fans almost forget that they just lost out on their number one goal, Zion Williamson. Or their free agent duo desire of Kevin Durant and Kyrie Irving, who ended up on the other side of New York, across that bridge from Manhattan in Brooklyn with the Nets…almost. Following the sweated out, hard nosed 90’s were only Jordan and Starks shots got in the way of golden era glory, the Knicks’ now have their first real leader in the post Porzingis era since Syracuse star ‘Melo for the Orangemen.

And he’s not alone. Barrett who was choosing Knicks’ mannequin heads to bucket on New York’s Late Night show with Jimmy Fallon nights before the draft cap has plenty to pass to in a Pelican rivaling young core of young guns, Kevin Knox and Allonzo Trier, new free agent signing Julius Randle (this Pel is still a big ‘cat out of Kentucky like Anthony Davis or DeMarcus Cousins reunited on the Lake Show like purple and gold fans hoped he would be too), Elfrid Payton and of course the soaring Dennis Smith Jr. Not to mention a bolstered bench of Taj Gibson and Reggie Bullock from more than midtown. Call it Chelsea, the Tribeca or even Battery Park after the High-Line of the Meatpacking District. The future of this franchise to the naked eye of ignorance is about to look better than the view from that new Vessel structure in Hudson Yards.

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Barrett began in Vegas with some early snake eyes trouble. But rolling the dice again he turned into a killer like Brandon Flowers. The man. Come round. Nothing can break. Nothing can break him down. First he scorched California’s new look King sized Lakers for 21 points, 10 rebounds and three assists. But it was his spell in his last Summer forecast against the Wizards were RJ showed Washington that just like NYC, DC may be America’s capital, but there’s nothing like New York, New York. He was so good you had to check the instant replay twice, with another 21 and 10, two perfect precision passes off cashing in a triple-double chip like he was a team that had both James Harden and Russell Westbrook on their roster roll call. Houston, do you read me?

Averages of 15.4 points, 8.6 rebounds and 4.2 assists in a televised tournament that is basically a glorified practice scrimmage (tell me, do you even know who won the thing?) show he will be above so. The Canadian Maple Mamba has that syrup for your bacon. Even without free agent big names like Kevin and Kyrie who are one more decision away from being journeymen, forget super-teams, the Knicks may have a lifer in RJ from Coach K’s Duke fraternity administration in the association now. Can you relate? Barrett could be brilliant and New York no longer a rotten apple. But a couple of big names away from having their title again in the Mecca of Madison Square Garden’s, World’s Most Famous Arena in bright Times Square lights.

It’s almost a New Year for New York, time for the ball to drop.

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