This is quite possibly the best thread i have ever read, which has very little to do with basketball.
I think i need to take a break from reading for a few mins i laughed so much at points!
'All animals are equal, but some animals are more equal than others.'
Animal Farm, by George Orwell
I am blessed to have three good Pacer player stories.
The first is a short one. I saw Ron Artest at the Carmel Regal movie theater. His whole family was there. The only notable thing was that everyone was genuinely terrified of him (this was during the inactive trade demand period). Enough that everytime he turned around, the entire snack line literally leaned away from him. It would have been funny except I was terrified, too.
Number #2 is the time I played NBA 2k with Sam Perkins. I was at the Castleton Best Buy, and had just beaten someone on the 2K demo playing as the Pacers. The next guy steps up, and its Big Smooth (the PS2 just came out, and everyone wanted to try it). I offer to give up the Pacers for his sake but he declines, ruining my dream of watching a person play as himself on a video game. Instead, he picked the Minnesota Timberwolves, which came out of left field. The whole time I am thinking "should I sub Perkins in on my squad? Would it be disrespectful to beat a guy with himself? Or would he be offended if I didn't?" Well, before I think it thru, the game is over (its only one quarter in the demo) and Sam won. The winner is supposed to stay, but he had enough. He said "Take it easy, kid" and walked away. Later, I was walking around Castleton Mall and I saw him again walking in the opposite direction (coming towards me). I pointed at him and winked. He winked back.
Story number three is the best. On New Year's Eve of this year, I had a party at my house. I live in the Broad Ripple village. When the party winds down, we decide to walk to BR Ave and get some food. Well, we waited too long, because Hot Box Pizza, Jimmy Johns, The Gyro Joint, all the classic 3 am drunk food places are closed. So we settle and go the the never closing hot dog cart. As we are paying for our heat attack sticks, someone points behind me and says "Holy crap!" I turn around, and its Jeff Foster! So I say "Holy ****, Its Jeff Foster!" (Gimme a break, I'm drunk.) He is wearing the nicest suit I've ever seen in person. He walks past me to the cart, holds out two fingers, and says "Two hot dogs". So I approach him and say "Hey Jeff, nice to meet you. You are my favorite Pacer" He thanks me and tells the vendor what he wants. I look at the vendor and say "These dogs are on me." Jeff looks a little self concious because he is a multi-millionare, and clearly I am not. So he declines. Now, I don't know how I figured the next part out. All the booze I had consumed must have made me smoother than sober Dave. But I try again, saying to Jeff:
Listen man. Obviously you would have no problem buying these dogs for yourself. But let me tell you this: If you let me buy you these hot dogs right here, I will have a story to tell for the rest of my life.
So he thinks it over and says "F**k it". And I fork over the cash.
Unlike the others, I can prove this story because I still have a picture on my cell phone of the two of us in front of the Ossip (which BR regulars will acknowledge as a location of one of the hot dog carts). We chatted for a second, and Jeff is a really nice guy. It was totally awesome. I would like to thank alcohol for making this story possible.
Smooth Flava, that was the way to handle it for sure.
I would like to thank alcohol for making the Brawl possible.
I would like to thank alcohol.
“Success is not final, failure is not fatal: it is the courage to continue that counts.” - Winston Churchill
“If you can't be a good example, then you'll just have to serve as a horrible warning.” - Catherine Aird
Ron Artest has been at Lifetime Fitness playin pick up hoops like twice in the last week.
08 and Beyond
2007 SUPER BOWL CHAMPIONS & 2010 AFC CHAMPIONS
1940, 1953, 1976, 1981, & 1987 NCAA CHAMPIONS & 2002 NCAA FINALISTS
1970, 1972, & 1973 ABA CHAMPIONS & 2000 NBA EASTERN CONFERENCE CHAMPIONS
If you've ever heard two guys screaming "Two Hot Dogs!" every time Jeff Foster grabs a rebound, yeah, that was us.
I pretty sure my head would explode if I ever saw Artest at a gym playing pickup basketball.
08 and Beyond
Here are those pics of SJax at the Track and Field Championships:
I just happened to be at the Rockets game where Pollard said the infamous "Yeah, but I get paid a lot to suck" comment, and was within earshot...
he's quick on the tongue when he's getting heckled...I thought it was hilarous. He didn't even hesistate when he said it, and the guy who started the heckling really wasn't ready for him to come back so fast, and was a bit stunned.
Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful, committed citizens can change the world. Indeed, it is the only thing that ever has.
- Margaret Mead