Down Go the Argentines / Lonny’s Lonely

So it’s 7:47 in the morning. I had quite a bit to drink last night, and generally when that’s the case, sleeping comes in bunches. So thanks to the excessive amount of Rye, Ginger, Jack Daniels, and other friends, I was graced with the opportunity to watch the second half of the USA/Argentina bronze medal game. Or at least, whatever portions I could stay conscious for.

Right when I turned it on, the US went on a big run to boost a 6-point lead into an 11 point cushion. After drifting in an out of consciousness I saw the final score was 96-81.

Lebron James was on a tear, scoring 22 points while chipping in 9 boards and 7 helpers – many of which went to Dwyane Wade (32 points, 12/17 FG’s).

Chris Bosh apparently played 14 minutes, although I didn’t see one tick.

Either way, Team USA managed to match its Olympic output by beating the Gold-Medal winners for Bronze. Make the title drought 6 years, ladies and gentleman.

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On to the Lonny Baxter watch… this story gets more and more interesting.
My father sent me this:

It turns out that Mr.Baxter fired those shots near the White House, because he’s one duck that doesn’t want to fly too far from mother goose (if that makes sense).

He didn’t want to play basketball in Italy so badly, that he decided spending 53 days behind bars wouldn’t be as painful.

Good job.

Just one thought, though… why sign a contract to play overseas, if you don’t want to go overseas??

I guess it sort of makes sense, though, seeing as how Lonny was never that bright. I recall one moment last season when he and the Rockets came to the ACC (the game when Juwan Howard got the boot for introducing the ball to Mike James’ face). Afterwards, I approached Mr.Baxter and said: “Welcome back, Lonny.”

His reply?

“What do you mean?”

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Definitely a man of a complex mind. Till next time.