First thangs first, dog. Yo, establish that position, son. Like get all up in they guts. You need to be sticky like tape.
So you get up in they face. Let 'em know you there. Then, dog, when they shoot, you ain't just let him shoot it like it ain't no thang. CHALLENGE that shot, son.
But yo, defense ain't end when the shot go up, dog. Get that oil, son. Get that oil.
I was gettin' metaphorical on that one, yo. Like when I say "get that oil," I'm really thinkin' "get that rebound." Like the rebound be the oil in that situation. So you gettin' that rebound.
Once you get that rebound? It's on, dog. Do yo thang. It's yo ball now. Go nuts, son. For real.
WE DANCIN' SON!
I almost lost my mind during the second quarter last night when he rattled in that horrendous jumper of his and then did the "I can't feel my face!" I know you're excited, Joakim, but chill the fuck out. One rickety 18-footer doesn't make you Ray Allen.
ReplyDeleteI wonder if he can play tennis well like his dad did?
ReplyDeleteJoakim Noah may be my favorite player for the same reason that guidos may be my favorite internet meme.
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