So, let me keep it a buck, son. On the real, if anyone’s ever read this blog, they’d know that I’m not a big fan of LaVar Ball. I mean, from his consistently outlandish statements to those Big Baller Brand sneakers that some supporters still haven’t received, Ball is often on the wrong side of the news cycle. However, I wouldn’t be me if I didn’t give credit where credit is due, man. The fact of the matter is, the fucking guy did it, fam. As of today, all three of his sons are in the NBA.
Ok, for those who missed it, as of yesterday, all of the Ball brothers are officially in the league. So, as we all know, Lonzo is holding it down with the New Orleans Pelicans. In addition, LaMelo was just chosen as the 3rd overall pick by the Charlotte Hornets in this year’s NBA Draft. Now, the middle brother, LiAngelo, just signed a one-year non-guaranteed contract with the Detroit Pistons. All in all, my opinions on LaVar don’t matter right now. This is a fucking feat, bruh. In a three-year span, all of his sons have reached the pinnacle of professional basketball. Real talk, I stand by everything that I’ve previously said, but the three brothers have successfully worked themselves into this position. With all of that being said, salute to them, brethren.
In the end, there’s nothing else to say, son. Ultimately, the Ball family should be ecstatic right now. By and by, getting one family member in the NBA is an accomplishment. Shit, getting two family members in the league is astounding. But, getting three family members in is otherworldly, man. At the end of the day, I’m objective enough to recognize a dope thing when I see it, fam. So, congrats to the Ball conglomerate. For real. That is all. LC out.