The Toronto Raptors Really Needed To Win Game 5

So, I won’t lie, son. On the real, last night’s game between the Golden State Warriors and the Toronto Raptors was one of the wildest games I’ve ever seen, man. I mean, the Raptors were right there, fam. Like, riiiiiight there, bruh. Shit, they were three minutes away from their first NBA Championship and they blew it. All I know is, last night’s loss puts them in a tough situation. Yeah, they’re still leading the series, but now ALL of the pressure is on them to pull this off.

Ok, for those who missed it because they hate themselves, Game 5 was crazy, son. First, the momentum seemed to shift in the Warriors’ favor when Kevin Durant decided to play. Hell, on a suspect calf, Durant tried to save his team from elimination. On top of that, he actually started off hot, man. Listen, he hit a couple of threes and it looked like he might turn the tide of this series. Then, in the second quarter, he went down with an Achilles injury. All I know is, that was the LAST thing that I wanted to see, fam.

At that point, it would’ve been easy to assume that the Warriors would crumble. Instead, they maintained their lead until the fourth quarter. From there, Kawhi Leonard decided that enough was enough. Look, he basically went on a double-digit run by himself, bruh. Real talk, when the Raptors jumped to a 103-97 lead with three minutes left, I thought the game was over, son. However, Steph Curry and Klay Thompson would not be denied, man. Basically, they put the team on their backs and squeaked out an improbable win, fam. Now, the Raptors have to try and win the title back in Oakland.

Now, here’s why I think the Raptors are in trouble. First, they’ve already won two games in Oracle Arena this series. With that being said, to get the ring in the next game, they would have to win ANOTHER game in that place. So, folks want me to believe that the Warriors, the team who’s won three of the last four titles, are going to lose three games at home? Bruh, I highly, HIGHLY doubt that. In addition, if the Raptors do lose Game 6, then they’ll be facing another Game 7 at home. All I can say is, that’s waaaaaay too much pressure on a team who’s never won a championship before. Frankly, they’re in danger of becoming the second team to blow a 3-1 lead in the Finals.

In the end, I think the Raptors missed a golden opportunity, son. Now, I’m not saying that they won’t win it all. Ultimately, they could very well close this thing out on Thursday. But, they’re now facing a fire that they didn’t want. Essentially, the defending champs are staring them in the face and daring them to kill them. By and by, we’ll see if these dudes have the mental fortitude to get it done, man. That is all. LC out.

P.S. That Durant injury is terrible, fam. Ok, yes, I have a history of criticizing him. But, I never wanted to see him go down like that, bruh. Keeping it a buck, it doesn’t matter that I want him on my New York Knicks. The fact of the matter is, when he’s healthy, he’s probably the best player in the world, son. All in all, the league is better when he’s killing shit, man. I just hope that the injury doesn’t permanently effect his career, brethren. Good day.

P.P.S. The Raptors fans ain’t shit for cheering when Durant went down. Like, what kinda loser celebrates an injury? By and by, I believe in karma, fam. The way I see it, that bush league shit is probably why their team lost that game, bruh. Ok, bye.

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Dear Basketball Gods: Give Us Zion Williamson!

So, I’m going to keep this post short today. All I can say is, I’m a lifelong New York Knicks fan who needs some damn relief, son. With that being said, I’m on fucking edge right now, man! I mean, the NBA Draft Lottery is tonight and I’m STRESSED, fam! All in all, I NEED the Knicks to get the first pick so we can get Zion Williamson.

Ok, for those who are unaware, tonight is an important night for the league. The Draft Lottery will let us know the order of the upcoming NBA Draft. More importantly, it’ll let basketball fans know where Williamson will end up next season. Like, let’s be real, bruh: Zion is going number one. But, we don’t know which team will get the pick. Currently, my Knicks have a 14% chance of getting it. Frankly, I don’t like those odds, son.

Look, I don’t know what else to say, man. Keeping it a buck, I’m nervous as fuck, fam. All I know is, I hope Patrick Ewing can give us some good luck while he represents us tonight. The fact is, Knicks fans have suffered enough, bruh. Like, can we FINALLY get a win, son? Please? PLEASE?! For God‘s sake, I’m tired of the tomfoolery, folks. Tired, tired, tired!

In the end, I’m on pins and needles, son. Ultimately, I’m just praying for something good, man. By and by, I won’t know what to do with myself if we don’t get this pick, fam. *Sigh* Excuse me while I go drink my anxiety away, bruh. Viva la Zion! That is all. LC out.

The Los Angeles Lakers Are A Sh*tshow

Look, before I even begin, let me acknowledge the fact that I’m a New York Knicks fan. This means that I am accustomed to a team being a dumpster fire. With that being said, the Los Angeles Lakers are in a world of shit right now, son. I mean, missing the playoffs was bad enough, man. However, after Magic Johnson’s sudden departure, it’s safe to say that one of the NBA’s most storied franchises is lost as fuck, fam.

Ok, for those who missed it, Johnson stepped down as the President of Basketball Operations for the Lakers. Now, this is notable for a bunch of reasons, but the manner in which he did it was wild, bruh. So, not only did Johnson leave his post, but he did it in front of the media, didn’t tell Jeanie Buss, the team’s owner, and didn’t wait until the end of the season. Furthermore, he did it with a whole bunch of tears in his eyes. Frankly, I watched this whole episode like “what the fuck is happening, son?”

Now, I already see a lot of people blaming LeBron James for this change (i.e. Michael Rapaport). All I can say is, that’s pure nonsense, man. Ok, yes, the team did miss the playoffs. But, they’ve missed the playoffs for the last six years, on top of the fact that James, Lonzo Ball and Brandon Ingram had a ton of injuries. So, I’m not ready to hang this on James’ head, fam. The truth is, Johnson wasn’t very good at his job, bruh. Like, I know he’s a legend, son. However, being a legend on the court doesn’t automatically make him a legend in the boardroom.

Shit, let’s go through some of his failures, man. First, he traded D’Angelo Russell. Now, for anyone who hasn’t been paying attention, Russell has been killing it with the Brooklyn Nets, fam. On the real, he’s turning into the player that a lot of people thought he could be. All I can say is, the Lakers never gave him a chance, bruh. Second, Johnson gambled on Anthony Davis and lost. The Lakers tried to throw the kitchen sink at the New Orleans Pelicans and they didn’t budge, son. All in all, Johnson and the Lakers were stuck with egg on their face, folks. Lastly, Johnson couldn’t get Paul George. Despite the fact that it seemed like George wanted to go to L.A., the deal never went through, people. Instead, George went on to have an MVP-level season with the Oklahoma City Thunder. Basically, Johnson botched all of the team’s moves, brethren.

In the end, good luck to the Lakers, son. Wait, what am I saying, man? I’m a Knicks fan, fam. Fuck the Lakers, bruh! Ultimately, I hope everything bad in life happens to them and only them (word to Silky Johnson). By and by, I’m thoroughly enjoying the chaos, folks. In any case, I’m sure I’ll be singing a different tune when the Knicks fail to sign Kevin Durant and/or Kyrie Irving. At the end of the day, I don’t have much faith in my team either, people. That is all. LC out.

P.S. Dear Basketball Gods, can the Knicks at least sign Zion Williamson? Please? Pretty please? Thanks a lot and have a good day.

I Am Finally Done With The New York Knicks

Good morning, everyone. My name is Lawrence Charles and I’m a lifelong New York Knicks fan. Moving on, I was there when John Starks went 2-18 from the field in Game 7 of the 1994 NBA Finals against the Houston Rockets. I was there when Patrick Ewing missed a game-tying finger roll in Game 7 of the 1995 Eastern Conference Semifinals against the Indiana Pacers. I was there when the organization traded away half of the Eastern Seaboard to sign Carmelo Anthony. However, I’ve had enough, son. *Sigh* After decades of nonstop tomfoolery, I’ve finally had enough, man.

Ok, for those who missed it, the Knicks decided to trade Kristaps Porzingis, our most promising player, to Luka Doncic’s Dallas Mavericks. Now, along with Porzingis, the team has also given away Trey Burke, Courtney Lee and Tim Hardaway Jr. All this in exchange for Wesley Matthews, Dennis Smith Jr., DeAndre Jordan and two future first-round picks. Apparently, Porzingis, who’s also coming off of injury, asked to be traded because he wasn’t down with the direction of the organization. Frankly, I don’t blame him, fam.

Listen, the Knicks have been arguably (not arguably) the worst organization in professional sports. I mean, we have a long, long, LONG history of making terrible fucking decisions, bruh. On the real, why would Porzingis trust the team’s direction, son? Seriously, when have we showcased ANY intelligence when it comes to building a competent squad? Keeping it a buck, I already know we’re going to fuck up those future first-round picks, man. Shit, we’re absolutely atrocious when it comes to selecting decent players, fam.

To make matters worse, Knicks management has almost certainly shot us in the foot for free agency, bruh. Like, why would Kevin Durant or Kyrie Irving come here if we don’t have Porzingis, son? Real talk, he was one of our biggest draws, man. Hell, he was one of the only bright spots on a team that has a SUPER checkered past, fam. All I know is, I want to break things and hit people, brethren. All jokes aside, I can’t take any more of this sustained abuse, folks.

In the end, AHHHHHHHHHHH! I just… I just can’t do this any longer, son. Ultimately, I don’t know who I’m going to root for, but it can’t be the Knicks, man. By and by, James Dolan doesn’t care about us, fam. At the end of the day, as long as people show up to Madison Square Garden, he isn’t concerned with the team’s pedigree, bruh. All I can say is, I’m finally bowing out, people. No mas. That is all. LC out.

Kobe Bryant Still Didn’t Flinch

So, let me begin this post by saying that I’m not a Kobe Bryant fan. As a lifelong supporter/victim of the New York Knicks organization, I am forbidden to praise anything that he does, son. Regardless of that fact, I still have the ability to be objective, man. With that being said, Kobe Bryant still didn’t flinch in front of Matt Barnes, fam. All I know is, these new camera angles ain’t prove shit, bruh. It is what it is and it was what it was.

Ok, for those who are unaware, it’s been a longstanding legend that Kobe didn’t flinch when Barnes pump-faked the basketball in front of his face. Originally, based on the initial camera angle, it looked like Barnes did this millimeters away from Kobe. In any case, this incident has been used by Kobe fans to assert his thuggery, son. Side note, where was all that moxie when Chris Childs hit Kobe with the two-piece/no biscuit? I thought so. Anyway, as of yesterday, a new vantage point came out that challenged our view of the situation. Apparently, Kobe wasn’t standing directly in front of Barnes. In fact, he was slightly off to Barnes’ right side.

Now, I don’t need a reason to hate on Kobe, man. But, really, fam? Really? Did this new angle actually debunk the entire story? No, bruh. No it didn’t. Look, even with Kobe off to the side, Barnes still placed the ball inches away from his face. Real talk, the move was still close enough to get a reaction out of Kobe, son. The fact of the matter is, Kobe didn’t bite, folks. He still looked at Barnes like a peon who wasn’t worthy to be rocking an NBA jersey. All in all, I still see the video the same way, brethren.

In the end, let’s find other reasons to hate on Kobe, son. Shit, let’s hate on him for his four airballs against the Utah Jazz. Let’s hate on him for snitching on Shaquille O’Neal. Hell, let’s hate on him for taking 50 shots to score 60 points in his final game. However, we can’t take this from him, man. At the end of the day, he didn’t flinch, bruh. That is all. LC out.

Tristan Thompson Is Out Here Wilin’

So, LeBron James needs to come get Tristan Thompson, son. I mean, homie is out here WILIN’, man! Like, did he not know he was 6’9″, fam? Shit, we can all see him, bruh! All I know is, Thompson seemingly has NO couth, folks. Hell, he’s out here cheating on Khloé Kardashian in the braziest ways possible, people. All in all, Thompson has two options: either stop cheating or learn to be waaaaay more incognegro about it. Side note, I’m aware of the fact that the former is the better option, brethren. I don’t need my wife plotting to murder me.

Ok, before I continue, allow me to briefly be insensitive. Now, I know that Khloé is pregnant right now. I know that this type of stress is bad for a growing baby. With that being said, I wish her and her child nothing but health. However; I don’t feel sorry for Khloé at all, son. Lest we forget, Thompson previously dated a woman named Jordan Craig. In addition, her ass was also SUPER pregnant when Thompson started bumping uglies with Khloé. So, am I supposed to sympathize with a woman who’s getting the same treatment she initially encouraged? Hell fucking nah, man! The way I see it, that’s a whole HEAP of karma for that ass, fam.

Anyway, let me get back to Thompson, bruh. All I can say is, that dude can’t even spell the word “discretion.” First, a video came out that showed him clubbing with a couple of women back in October. Now, at that time, Khloé was about three months pregnant. In any case, what was Thompson doing? Tonguing down chicks, motorboating them and letting them feel his crotch. Look, I’ve done some reckless shit in my life, but I’m not famous, son. This dumbass was doing all of this shit on camera, man! Fam, chill the fuck out! The tape is rolling!

Moving on, the Thompson Fuckery Train kept going as a new video surfaced with even more shenanigans. This time, here in New York, he was seen entering a hotel with Lani Blair, a bartender at Angel’s Strip Club. To make matters worse, she definitely had an overnight bag with her. Meaning, she was prepared to have her back blown out for an extended period of time. On the real, I feel like Thompson wanted to get caught, bruh. That’s the only way I could understand how he could be so openly careless. Keeping it a buck, I hope he’s ready for the slander he’s about to receive on Keeping Up with the Kardashians. At the end of the day, it didn’t work out so well for Lamar Odom, son.

In the end, I had a good ass time laughing at all of the tomfoolery, man. On top of that, the memes have been GOLD, fam! Ultimately, we’ll see how this story plays out, bruh. By and by, the last time he cheated like a madman, the Cleveland Cavaliers won the NBA Finals. Soooo, maybe LeBron should just let Thompson keep on cooking. Then again, what do I know, son? LC out.

The Giants Fan In Me Can’t Watch The Super Bowl

So, what’s a guy to do, son? Do I choose Satan or do I choose the Antichrist? I mean, that’s EXACTLY how I feel trying to pick between the New England Patriots and the Philadelphia Eagles. I mean, as a New York Giants fan, Super Bowl LII is the worst shit ever, man! Look, regardless of the outcome, a team I can’t stand is going to be the NFL champion. Shit, this is precisely how I felt back in 2005 when Donovan McNabb and Terrell Owens faced off against Tom Brady and Deion Branch. Either way, I’m not even sure if I can watch this shit, fam!

Listen, let’s skip the pretense, bruh. On the real, it’s simple mathematics, son. The Eagles are in the Giants’s division and the Patriots have been our Super Bowl nemesis. Look, there’s NO possible way for me to feel good about this championship game, man. As it stands, either the Eagles are going to win their first Super Bowl or Brady is going to get ring number six. Either way, the outcome is going to be the trashiest of the trash, fam. In addition, since Justin Timberlake seems to be embracing his inner MAGA, I can’t even look forward to the halftime show!

In the end, I have nothing else to give, bruh. Ultimately, I don’t give a fuck about what others may say. Yeah, I’m ABSOLUTELY salty, son! By and by, I haven’t supported the NFL all season for what they did to Colin Kaepernick and I will continue to sit on the sidelines. All I know is, I still have a trash ass Knicks team to root for and a ton of UFC fights to watch. That is all. LC out.