I think Wilbon says it best, we stunk. For anyone who watched it, this game was an embarassment from all sides. No defense, no hustle, and certainly no shooting. My only consolation was that later in the evening I got to watch women's beach volleyball on two, count 'em two, 60 inch plasma screen televisions. Set your Tivo's for that guys, its worth it.
Posted by Mike at August 16, 2004 09:53 AMIt was pretty bad, and got progessively worse. I think they should send the college kids again. They may still lose, but they will want to be there. Ugly game, all around.
Posted by: Pat at August 16, 2004 12:27 PMI didn't see it, I was hanging out with the Grateful Dead at Nissan Pavillion. But I say, that's what you get when you let Allen Iverson captain a team. Plus, our squad is about the third best team we could put together, what with everyone staying home.
Posted by: Chris at August 16, 2004 02:37 PMTrue story:
a friend of Lisa's was walking down the street (somewhere around my work). He sees Wilbon standing on a street corner looking around like he is kind of lost or can't find someone. The guy keeps walking, gets to the next intersection, sees Kornheiser standing on a street corner looking around like he is kind of lost or can't find someone. The guy goes up to Kornheiser and says, "If you're looking for Wilbon, he's one block that way." guy keeps walking.
best dc "celebrity"sighting story ever.
Posted by: Meg at August 16, 2004 02:51 PMJohn and I walked behind Mr. Tony once, leaving the MCI Center. This was pre-PTI times, so no one knew who he really was.
My story is not nearly as good.
Posted by: Pat at August 16, 2004 03:22 PMMr. Tony was shorter than I thought. I also went in his radio studio so that he would sign my book. And someone, I believe it was Mike, I dunno, anyway, we were behind Wilbon's car heading towards the beach. It was a Volvo Station wagon I think with the vanity plate "PRESSBOX." Anyway, the next time any of us who sees Mr. Tony must badger him about getting a new radio show until he calls security or something. Yelling at the TV while PTI is on does not count. Nor does it work. I have tried.
Posted by: John at August 16, 2004 03:42 PMBoo. Those aren't celebrity sightings...I really was with the Grateful Dead last night...I watched the show from on the stage. Their weed smelled AMAZING, like heaven must smell. I got a pick (for playing guitar, not for shooting a J) from Phil Lesh. Those are celebrities, fools.
Just busting balls. I might have had more fun drinking with Tony K.
Posted by: Chris at August 16, 2004 04:10 PM