Jones. An obsession. A burning desire. The undeniable passion or love for someone or some thing. Yes.. He was a victim of a basketball jones. Great playoff basketball so far this year in the league which has prompted me to dust off my basketball IQ and rattle off some most-likely horrific predictions for the remaining upcoming weeks of the NBA Playoffs. The case has been the same for me since James Harden left OKC. No real agenda here other than occasionally and circumstantially rooting against LeBron, I just hope to watch greatly entertaining basketball, nobody wants to see a sweep this late in the season. Just hoping to watch history really, that's why my gut wants to pull for Golden State, so when I'm an old man, which is around the corner.. I can say how bad of a mamma jamma Steph Curry was. But it's whatever. My allegiance lies with the highest bidder and in case the Warriors make my soul happy. Sorry about ripping the guy at Sheetz he had no idea how weird he is. I feel bad about shredding Britney Griner too I've made mistakes too. But I haven't attempted to traffic drugs into a Russian Airport. Maybe I'm just jealous. When I look like a moron which is more often than not, people just laugh it off and Elmer's glue that memory onto the ever-growing collage of colossal mistakes I've made in my life. Next time I find myself in handcuffs I'll just request a decal of my loser face be put on the Charlotte Hornets court. Not at half court or anything pretentious, I'd be satisfied with free throw line extended. No clue what I'm talking about anymore. Vinyl Soul Searching Vol 23 Coming SoonÂ
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