If I had a sports card, the picture would have me pointing to the sky: Yeah that'd be nice!

Its fun when you can go out in a night and use random business cards and names of friends to get into places that otherwise have a cover or a list. Especially when Steve Nash is waiting in the bar with his huge ass head and awkwardly small body which, produces the best basketball player in the world.

You know what; after idolizing the NBA and its band of giants for the past 8 months, thanks to fantasy basketball, I really would of expected the Phoenix Suns basketball players to be taller. I could of dunked on them, thats not true, but I did run through the scenario of a spontaneous 1 on 1 game breaking out in the middle of the bar had I played my cards right and called on the right super ogre. A jump shot can get you a Swiss Bank account, a supermodel, and expensive car; but non of these things can get you a jump shot. Word Reebok, word!

I also would of expected them to pick a different bar than Lobby on Bloor to party at after winning a big game over the Raptors. Then again, French guys like Boris Diaw probably had no idea what was up, and Kid Canada, Steve, probably just really liked hot young jewish girls; of which there were plenty at Lobby on Friday.

posted by mr. tomas ubik @ Saturday, April 01, 2006