Ejection & Rejection: Warriors

I watched the tail end of the game at a pizza slice place in Fisherman’s Wharf. The guy who worked there was trying to explain to me the impact of the defeat, mentally and emotionally, in really broken English. Then he asks me, “Where are you from?” and I had that sad local shame feeling that he couldn’t somehow magically tell- and my dumb questions about the playoffs didn’t help. A muni driver kept popping his head in to check the score on the TV. How sucky would that be to be a basketball fan, on duty during the last few seconds of the game. I hope that a bus load of people weren’t hanging out on Beach while he was checking, though.

So… Jackson, please get off the court in a reasonable amount of time, next time you’re ejected, no matter how lame the call is. Watching you have these histrionics on the court while we’re waiting to wrap up the game just is not fun, and doesn’t help the underdog appeal at all.

I’m enjoying the Charles Barkley roasts going on in the Chron and elsewhere– supposedly he doesn’t like the Bay Area. My reaction to that, and the Conan uproar is: who cares? Baron Davis: still totally rules. Funniest newsbit is Jackson’s quote re: Barkley- the fave 5 will be all junk food “Chuck’s a big eater.”

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  1. jay (unregistered) on May 2nd, 2007 @ 7:17 pm


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