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8:31 AM
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Labels: LeBron James, random facts, the Cavaliers
by
Trey
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8:59 AM
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Labels: DeShawn Stevenson, tattoos, the Wizards
I recently had a chance to chat with Mike Dunleavy, Jr. of the Indiana Pacers basketball team. He was very kind to answer a bunch of my questions, and was very earnest in doing so. In an age of irony and sarcasm, Dunleavy's sincerity should be applauded. Here's the highlights.
On how long our interview would be.
"Two minutes. 120 seconds."On his mental state during his knee injury recovery.
"I've got the right attitude."On his favorite part of being a basketball player.
"You know, I just like meeting people."On watching other teams' games.
"I get League Pass, so I can watch all the games at my house. There aren't enough NBA fans left."On the difference between college basketball and the NBA.
"If you say college basketball is better, you're stupid."On what he would be doing if he weren't a basketball player.
"Tax accountant."On being told he resembles a young Liam Neeson.
"Hey, I consider that a HUGE compliment."
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Trey
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9:06 AM
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Labels: Mike Dunleavy Jr., the Pacers
We're called the Scott Burrell Blues Explosion. Our name used to be Toni! Toni! Toni!, but due to some sort of copyright infringement we had to change our name. So, for now, we're the Scott Burrell Blues Explosion.
As you can probably guess from my shirt, our name, and our fan club (the Rockabullies -- that's one in the red and black tanktop), we're a post-slowdrive, blues infused, meaningfulcore band that is heavily influenced by the 1997-98 Chicago Bulls. In fact, we've all taken pseudonyms when we're performing. Here's the line-up:
We've played all around the Chicagoland area. Our manager says we'll probably be able to schedule a national tour in the next few months, but word on the street is that we won't be able to perform in Washington, Arizona, Utah, Michigan, Ohio, and parts of New York and California. I guess time hasn't healed those wounds yet.
A long of our songs are written from the perspective of different players, or about the players. Probably our most famous song, so far, is "Taco Joe." It's about Joe Kleine. Here's the chorus:
Hey-ey Joe
Get us a tac-o
Hey-ey Joe
We want that tac-o
I wrote that particular lyric, but Dickey usually writes the songs. He's really good with melody. You can find our demo right here, and it'd be cool if you could hand that off to anyone you might know. Who knows, we could end up in a town near you.
And yes, we do do a cover of "Sirius" by the Alan Parsons Project. It's our first song every night.
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8:31 AM
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Labels: music, Scott Burrell Blues Explosion, the Bulls
Remember this?
Enhance.Enhance.
Good. Now look at this.
It is blatantly obvious that I have uncovered another great deception in the NBA. There are only three logical explanations for this.
Like I said, it's most likely that there is a LeBron James twin that no one knows about. The only differences betwixt the two are the glasses, loss of hair, and complete lack of athletic ability. If you have seen The Prestige, you'll quickly realize that this is something that has been planned since LeBron realized he could become famous. By using a twin he is able to be in two places at once, which is hugely marketable. Plus it will extend LeBron's career because it will save the wear and tear of travelling around the globe.
As the old saying says, you never know when a famous athlete will have a less athletic brother with wacky hair that the Phoenix Suns will want to draft.
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Trey
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9:01 AM
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Labels: conspiracy theories, LeBron James, the Cavaliers
by
Trey
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9:24 AM
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Labels: hipsters, JaVale McGee, Michael Beasley
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Trey
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8:29 AM
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Labels: Marcin Gortat
by
Trey
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9:22 AM
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Labels: Greeks, Lebanese, Rony Seikaly
Friday afternoon...
(crowd applauds)
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Trey
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9:14 AM
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Labels: David Robinson, Hall of Fame, Jerry Sloan, John Stockton, Michael Jordan
What are you doing? I'm trying to remember every thing anyone ever did to offend me in the slightest, and you're interrupting me.
This isn't cool, man. You're going to make my list.
I'd like to thank Kanye West for giving me the motivation to release my first rap record. I guarantee that any time I see him near a mic, I'm going at him.
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Trey
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8:56 AM
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Labels: Hall of Fame, Kanye West, Michael Jordan
As referenced in the previous post, here are my two terrible Jordan Brand clothing pieces. Like I said, these are so bad that I can only wear them when I know I'm not doing anything with my wife.
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1:10 PM
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Labels: Michael Jordan, style