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Re: Area 55 season thread for 2010-11
AREA 55 NEWS YOU CAN TAKE TO THE BANK!
Salutations, Area 55ers!
Sometimes things just don’t go the way you hope or expect. Life’s like that, I guess.
This was certainly the case last night for our beloved Pacers. The Lakers came into our home, Conseco, last night with revenge on their minds. They then proceeded to manhandle us -- first with blistering, near 75% shooting in the 1st quarter -- and then thumped us in just about every other facet of the game in the remaining three.
Despite Area 55’s best efforts, yellow shirts, face paint that still has the area under my fingernails blue, Superfan’s Kobe Dance, and an appearance from a sizeable contingent of the Carmel Kids, it was all to no avail. The Pacers were really out of the game after the first five minutes and could never claw their way much closer than 11 points.
So where did this abomination of a game leave us? The Pacers are now 11-13 and in a state of near catatonic free-fall. We’re somehow still second in the Central Division but we’ve faded to 5 games back. Area 55 really needs to step it up and give our dispirited team all the support we can muster.
Accordingly, Friday night’s game against the hapless Cleveland Cavaliers, who have lost their last 9 games, is pivotal. Do our guys continue their recent spate of poor play and drop another precious home game? Or, do the Pacers utilize the opportunity that a game with the LeBron-less Cavaliers gives them to right themselves and generally get back to the way they were playing two weeks ago before all this misery started?
Mostly, we gotta get Roy and Danny back on track. As they’ve gone, so have the Pacers.
PTO Doings. The Pacers Tailgating Organization will be back in action at its usual default location not far from the tall pines at the back of the Anthem parking lot. The revelry begins around 5:00 P.M. and will persist until just before the upcoming struggle with Cleveland commences. As usual, if a site change is deemed necessary for meteorological reasons, our esteemed Prez, Aaron Coleman (a/k/a Brickyard) will post a notice of the change on Pacers Digest or yours truly will advise all with a timely supplementary email alert.
Brickyard narrowly avoided impeachment at the last conclave after irate PTO members learned that he had forgotten to bring the grill to the pre-Lakers game festivities. As a result, none of those tasty brats PTO meetings are so famous for were available for membership consumption. After the impeachment vote failed, pundits offered three reasons for Brickyard’s retention: (1) he did manage to have the fire pit going before most voting members arrived; (2) by the time the impeachment vote took place most of the same voting members were so intoxicated that their ballots, when examined, were largely indecipherable; and (3) the prospect of having the next man in line take over PTO’s helm -- convicted arsonist and notorious glue-sniffer VP/GM Casey O’Brien – seemed just too horrible for most sober voting members to contemplate. After the impeachment vote failed, Brickie gave a moving speech, promising to have O’Brien’s hibachi at the Anthem lot without fail for the Cleveland game. We’ll see.
Speaking of VP/GM Casey O’Brien, he has drunkenly asked me to share a bit of PTO Christmas cheer with all PTO members and interested Area 55ers. Specifically, he has asked that I route you to his favorite holiday carol, “Christmas in Jail” (possibly the worst Xmas song ever put on record but, in Casey’s case, extremely apropos).
You asked for it, Casey, so here it is:
http://tinyurl.com/y9jwfas
Merry PTO Christmas!
All aficionados of high drama and Indiana Pacers basketball are invited to attend a PTO meeting. If you haven’t done so yet, do so! What the hell, there are worse ways to spend your pre-game time, right?
Pacers Crate. Rob Laycock, the Pacers Marketing Director and bespectacled friend to all Area 55ers wanting an extra ticket now and then told me in a recent Pacers Digest post that he wants to devote a segment of “Pacers Crate” to Area 55 and is soliciting ideas for the segment.
I immediately suggested an in-depth investigatory segment, where criminal histories of selected Area 55 members are openly discussed, demonstrating how selection for, and participation in, Area 55 has served to generally promote rehabilitation and readjustment of these incorrigibles into the mainstreams of their local communities.
Rob’s a nice guy. He didn’t exactly reject my proposal. He said only that he was also open to other suggestions. So, those of you who might have some better ideas or who are perhaps anxious to personally share your more wholesome Area 55 experiences with Conrad Brunner and Pacers Crate, send me an email at jmurphy@gslawindy.com and I’ll pass it on. Better yet, contact Rob yourself at RLaycock@pacers.com.
For those of you who don’t know, Pacers Crate is a weekly podcast hosted by Conrad Brunner that can be seen at pacers.com – the official Pacers website. It would be a nice opportunity to show the community our good side and make Roy smile. So let's have some ideas!
STUFF TO REMEMBER:
Friday Yellow Out! It’s Friday again, and that means Yellow Peril for the Cavs. Hold your nose, pull that T-shirt you wore on Wednesday out of the pile of stuff you meant to wash but didn’t, and throw it on your bod. The Pacers suits want us all sunshiny for our visitors on Fridays. Let’s oblige ‘em.
The Count Down! We didn’t get to do it much against L.A., but Cleveland offers more likely practice material. Assuming our guys pick up their D (and methinks they will), the Cavs may not have thrown up a shot by the 7-second mark in some of their possessions. That’s when our fearsome countdown kicks in. If we can get a ridiculously early shot out of our foe, El Pacero has promised to paint his entire wrestler’s body white and give us a half-time spectacle which he guarantees will be even more homoerotically ridiculous than the one we witnessed on Wednesday.
Jumbotron Donut Race - Brian Koller Must Remember to Pay Me That Dollar He Owes Me! Sure, I was drunk and depressed and had blue paint in the corner of my right eye the entire torture that was the Lakers game. I was distracted. And you were whining about your swollen knee and all the pain you were in. So I was sympathetic. But I haven’t forgotten that you still owe me! Or do you want to just let it ride? If so, then this time, I pick first and I’m selecting Biggie Bagel!
No Bad-Mouthing Our Boys! There were some legitimate complaints voiced after Wednesday’s game about a couple of things that need to be addressed in 55. First, some of the fans in Area 55 got a little frustrated when our shots couldn’t find the hoop against Kobe and his Lakers. Rule No. 1 of Area 55 is that we don’t boo our homies. I think the boos came from some of the friends and relations of Area 55 members that scored tix for the game and weren’t versed in our ins and outs. Please advise anyone you get tickets for or give tickets to that when they sit in Area 55, they need to abide by our RULEZ! And remember! No discouraging words for Roy or any of his teammates are to be heard emanating from our section. If you hear this sort of booing, badmouthing of our players, or see other disallowed activities underway (such as someone trying to take a seat in 55 while wearing a Lakers jersey—yeah, that really happened Wednesday night too! Unbelievable!), please advise them to toe the line or, if that doesn’t work, enlist our usherette, Sandy, to take action. Sandy will call some of her heavies and Presto! Lickety-split! The problem patron will vanish like the proverbial dodo. So be forewarned!
Watch Those Edgy Cheers! It is bad form to do chants alluding to our opponents' sexual escapades (I know, it’s always tempting – but don’t) or their legal wrangles (yeah, I know, that’s tempting too – but don’t). Area 55 Rule No. 2 is that we simply can’t have any of that. Pretty much anything else about our foe is fair game though, just so it isn’t extremely obscene or profane.
On that note, confession time! I’ll own up to being properly counseled by our usher, Barb, last night about angrily flipping the bird to some thoroughly obnoxious Lakers bandwagon types during Wednesday’s game -- so I am not being “holier than thou” here. What I say goes for me too. Barb (a genuinely nice lady who doesn't like to say no-no to us, but will if she has to) was right to politely request that I not do that anymore. And I won’t.
All of us have to keep in mind, as 55ers, that anything we do or say reflects back not just on us as individuals (I know, who cares. If we cared what other people thought of us as individuals we'd never have been selected for Area 55 in the first place), but on Area 55 as a whole and most particularly on our sponsors, Roy Hibbert and the Pacers. – the folks that were nice enough to put us where we are now sitting. So from here on out I’m following Barb's advice and keeping my middle finger quiescent -- my private opinion of Indy natives disloyal enough to cheer for narcissistic Hollywood types like Kobe Bryant, notwithstanding. Learn from me. Keep it clean!
So, let’s be clever, loud, and boisterous on Friday but not do or chant anything that would make Roy want to frown on or disown us.
And now we segue into:
More Fun Facts about Cleveland!
First, Some Mood Music! One Fun Fact about Cleveland, although not LeBron James-, nor even basketball-related, deserves retelling. Cleveland’s principal stream is the mighty Cuyahoga River. And the mighty Cuyahoga’s principal claim to fame is that it has been known to catch on fire. It’s true! The Cuyahoga has been known to actually catch fire – and it has happened not once, not twice, but actually 13 times since 1868!
The biggest conflagration occurred in 1952 and caused over $1 Million in damage to boats and riverfront office buildings. Fire erupted several more times after that before the last big one, which occurred on June 22, 1969.
That 1969 fire captured the nation’s attention and helped spawn the environmental movement. In its reportage of the event Time Magazine described the then-Cuyahoga as “the river that oozes rather than flows” and as “a body of water in which a person does not drown but decays.” That says a tad about Cleveland.
Randy Newman memorialized the 1969 Cuyahoga blaze in his famous song, “Burn On!.” Listen to it! It’s catchy! Sing along! It’ll serve as a nice background accompaniment to more Cleveland Fun Facts!
http://tinyurl.com/ye9egxd
Cleveland city of light city of magic
Cleveland city of light you're calling me
Cleveland, even now I can remember
'Cause the Cuyahoga River
Goes smokin' through my dreams
Burn on, big river, burn on
Burn on, big river, burn on
Now the Lord can make you tumble
And the Lord can make you turn
And the Lord can make you overflow
But the Lord can't make you burn
Burn on, big river, burn on
Burn on, big river, burn on
Ah, the poetry!
Fun Fact #1: He’s a Simpson Cartoon Character, Right? Anderson Varejao would probably beg to differ, but many have noted his uncanny resemblance to that famous Simpsons cartoon character Sideshow Bob. You be the judge:
Here’s Anderson: http://tinyurl.com/2u28962
Here’s Sideshow Bob: http://tinyurl.com/328c5gd
I am personally still hoping that somehow, some way Area 55 will sing “He’s Got a Bird’s Nest on His Head” (to the tune of that old spiritual, “He’s Got the Whole World in His Hands”) when Anderson starts trying to shoot free throws.
Yeah, I know…it’s complicated. But I would so, so want to hear that….Please, Chant Leaders? Please? To hear all of Conseco enveloped in song! The wonder! The joy!
Fun Fact #2: Meet Mo Williams – Illustrated Man! Cleveland’s most tattooed player is guard, Mo Williams. According to reputable sources (OK, I got it from the Internet’s “The Athlete Tattoo Database” – a font of unending material whenever I’m hard pressed for a colorful Fun Fact), Mo’s favorite tattoo is “La Familia” which is emblazoned in nifty Old English lettering on his left calf. According to the Database, “he got this tattoo with some friends to represent how ‘close’ they were. See also: La Familia, gang.”
Hey, Pacero, what’s this all about?
You can view “La Familia” in all its tasteless splendor right here:
http://tinyurl.com/2dgb52a
Mo has another stellar tattoo imprinted on his right shoulder that is variously described as “an Aztec warrior” or “a pit bull outlined by the sun”. Want a peek? Sure ya do! And here ya go!
http://tinyurl.com/3532wsz
As tattooed Area 55er Kyle Brumback sez: “A tattoo tells you a lot about a person.”
Analyze Mo for us, Kyle.
Fun Fact #3: Jamario Moon Used to Play for the Harlem Globetrotters! After he got out of a one-year stint at a community college, Jamario Moon entered the 2001 NBA draft as an early candidate. Unfortunately, nobody drafted him. Jamario then floated around the D-League playing with teams like the Huntsville Flight, the Rome Gladiators, the Arkansas Rimrockers, and the Albany Patroons of the CBA. However, according to Jamario, the lowest ebb in his nomadic basketball career came when he had to make a buck throwing down jams for the storied Harlem Globetrotters. Here Jamario was featured as a high-flying dunker that wooed the crowd with his jaw-dropping leaping ability. Jamario didn’t like the Globetrotters too much.
“If you didn’t get those dunks, they would release you. Wherever they threw the ball, you had to get it. And I don’t care how young you are, that takes an incredible toll on your body. You’ve got to be upbeat every night. You’ve got to smile. You’ve got perform. You got to give them the show.”
Jamario laughs about the experience now and says, “People ask me how high I can jump, and I tell them the truth: I just jump as high as they throw the ball. I just go get it where it is.”
In 2007, Jamario finally hit the big time and landed a 2-year contract with the Raptors. On February 13, 2009, he was traded by Toronto to the Miami Heat, along with Jermaine O'Neal and a conditional draft pick, for Shawn Marion and Marcus Banks.
On July 17, 2009, the Cavaliers signed him to an offer sheet. On July 24, the Heat declined to match the offer, and Jamario officially became a Cavalier. The offer sheet was estimated as being worth $8.92 million over 3 years (the final year only being partially guaranteed).
There’s something I sorta like about Jamario Moon that will make me refuse to make too much fun of him on Friday. That something was this:
“Jamario and his wife count their blessings, but still save up coupons and shop at Wal-Mart -- just in case.”
And to wind up, there's this last little tid-bit:
Fun Fact #4: How Antawn Jamison Got His Name! Antawn Jamison is the Cavalier’s big power forward, whom they got from the Wizards after Gilbert Arenas and David Stern conspired to ruin that franchise.
So how did Antawn get to be Antawn?
Well, his name was accidentally printed as "Antawn" instead of "Antwan" on his birth certificate. However, his family decided to keep the misspelling as they felt it would be “more distinctive.” His more distinctive first name, however, is still pronounced as though it were spelled "Antwan" or "Antoine".
Suppose the same thing had happened to Marie Antoinette? We’ll never know, I guess.
Well, enough fun for tonight, you idlers! Let’s grab our guys by their rumps and yell them to victory tomorrow. We’ve got playoffs to think about.
Go Pacers! Go Area 55!
Joe Murphy (IndyHoya)
AREA 55 NEWS YOU CAN TAKE TO THE BANK!
Salutations, Area 55ers!
Sometimes things just don’t go the way you hope or expect. Life’s like that, I guess.
This was certainly the case last night for our beloved Pacers. The Lakers came into our home, Conseco, last night with revenge on their minds. They then proceeded to manhandle us -- first with blistering, near 75% shooting in the 1st quarter -- and then thumped us in just about every other facet of the game in the remaining three.
Despite Area 55’s best efforts, yellow shirts, face paint that still has the area under my fingernails blue, Superfan’s Kobe Dance, and an appearance from a sizeable contingent of the Carmel Kids, it was all to no avail. The Pacers were really out of the game after the first five minutes and could never claw their way much closer than 11 points.
So where did this abomination of a game leave us? The Pacers are now 11-13 and in a state of near catatonic free-fall. We’re somehow still second in the Central Division but we’ve faded to 5 games back. Area 55 really needs to step it up and give our dispirited team all the support we can muster.
Accordingly, Friday night’s game against the hapless Cleveland Cavaliers, who have lost their last 9 games, is pivotal. Do our guys continue their recent spate of poor play and drop another precious home game? Or, do the Pacers utilize the opportunity that a game with the LeBron-less Cavaliers gives them to right themselves and generally get back to the way they were playing two weeks ago before all this misery started?
Mostly, we gotta get Roy and Danny back on track. As they’ve gone, so have the Pacers.
PTO Doings. The Pacers Tailgating Organization will be back in action at its usual default location not far from the tall pines at the back of the Anthem parking lot. The revelry begins around 5:00 P.M. and will persist until just before the upcoming struggle with Cleveland commences. As usual, if a site change is deemed necessary for meteorological reasons, our esteemed Prez, Aaron Coleman (a/k/a Brickyard) will post a notice of the change on Pacers Digest or yours truly will advise all with a timely supplementary email alert.
Brickyard narrowly avoided impeachment at the last conclave after irate PTO members learned that he had forgotten to bring the grill to the pre-Lakers game festivities. As a result, none of those tasty brats PTO meetings are so famous for were available for membership consumption. After the impeachment vote failed, pundits offered three reasons for Brickyard’s retention: (1) he did manage to have the fire pit going before most voting members arrived; (2) by the time the impeachment vote took place most of the same voting members were so intoxicated that their ballots, when examined, were largely indecipherable; and (3) the prospect of having the next man in line take over PTO’s helm -- convicted arsonist and notorious glue-sniffer VP/GM Casey O’Brien – seemed just too horrible for most sober voting members to contemplate. After the impeachment vote failed, Brickie gave a moving speech, promising to have O’Brien’s hibachi at the Anthem lot without fail for the Cleveland game. We’ll see.
Speaking of VP/GM Casey O’Brien, he has drunkenly asked me to share a bit of PTO Christmas cheer with all PTO members and interested Area 55ers. Specifically, he has asked that I route you to his favorite holiday carol, “Christmas in Jail” (possibly the worst Xmas song ever put on record but, in Casey’s case, extremely apropos).
You asked for it, Casey, so here it is:
http://tinyurl.com/y9jwfas
Merry PTO Christmas!
All aficionados of high drama and Indiana Pacers basketball are invited to attend a PTO meeting. If you haven’t done so yet, do so! What the hell, there are worse ways to spend your pre-game time, right?
Pacers Crate. Rob Laycock, the Pacers Marketing Director and bespectacled friend to all Area 55ers wanting an extra ticket now and then told me in a recent Pacers Digest post that he wants to devote a segment of “Pacers Crate” to Area 55 and is soliciting ideas for the segment.
I immediately suggested an in-depth investigatory segment, where criminal histories of selected Area 55 members are openly discussed, demonstrating how selection for, and participation in, Area 55 has served to generally promote rehabilitation and readjustment of these incorrigibles into the mainstreams of their local communities.
Rob’s a nice guy. He didn’t exactly reject my proposal. He said only that he was also open to other suggestions. So, those of you who might have some better ideas or who are perhaps anxious to personally share your more wholesome Area 55 experiences with Conrad Brunner and Pacers Crate, send me an email at jmurphy@gslawindy.com and I’ll pass it on. Better yet, contact Rob yourself at RLaycock@pacers.com.
For those of you who don’t know, Pacers Crate is a weekly podcast hosted by Conrad Brunner that can be seen at pacers.com – the official Pacers website. It would be a nice opportunity to show the community our good side and make Roy smile. So let's have some ideas!
STUFF TO REMEMBER:
Friday Yellow Out! It’s Friday again, and that means Yellow Peril for the Cavs. Hold your nose, pull that T-shirt you wore on Wednesday out of the pile of stuff you meant to wash but didn’t, and throw it on your bod. The Pacers suits want us all sunshiny for our visitors on Fridays. Let’s oblige ‘em.
The Count Down! We didn’t get to do it much against L.A., but Cleveland offers more likely practice material. Assuming our guys pick up their D (and methinks they will), the Cavs may not have thrown up a shot by the 7-second mark in some of their possessions. That’s when our fearsome countdown kicks in. If we can get a ridiculously early shot out of our foe, El Pacero has promised to paint his entire wrestler’s body white and give us a half-time spectacle which he guarantees will be even more homoerotically ridiculous than the one we witnessed on Wednesday.
Jumbotron Donut Race - Brian Koller Must Remember to Pay Me That Dollar He Owes Me! Sure, I was drunk and depressed and had blue paint in the corner of my right eye the entire torture that was the Lakers game. I was distracted. And you were whining about your swollen knee and all the pain you were in. So I was sympathetic. But I haven’t forgotten that you still owe me! Or do you want to just let it ride? If so, then this time, I pick first and I’m selecting Biggie Bagel!
No Bad-Mouthing Our Boys! There were some legitimate complaints voiced after Wednesday’s game about a couple of things that need to be addressed in 55. First, some of the fans in Area 55 got a little frustrated when our shots couldn’t find the hoop against Kobe and his Lakers. Rule No. 1 of Area 55 is that we don’t boo our homies. I think the boos came from some of the friends and relations of Area 55 members that scored tix for the game and weren’t versed in our ins and outs. Please advise anyone you get tickets for or give tickets to that when they sit in Area 55, they need to abide by our RULEZ! And remember! No discouraging words for Roy or any of his teammates are to be heard emanating from our section. If you hear this sort of booing, badmouthing of our players, or see other disallowed activities underway (such as someone trying to take a seat in 55 while wearing a Lakers jersey—yeah, that really happened Wednesday night too! Unbelievable!), please advise them to toe the line or, if that doesn’t work, enlist our usherette, Sandy, to take action. Sandy will call some of her heavies and Presto! Lickety-split! The problem patron will vanish like the proverbial dodo. So be forewarned!
Watch Those Edgy Cheers! It is bad form to do chants alluding to our opponents' sexual escapades (I know, it’s always tempting – but don’t) or their legal wrangles (yeah, I know, that’s tempting too – but don’t). Area 55 Rule No. 2 is that we simply can’t have any of that. Pretty much anything else about our foe is fair game though, just so it isn’t extremely obscene or profane.
On that note, confession time! I’ll own up to being properly counseled by our usher, Barb, last night about angrily flipping the bird to some thoroughly obnoxious Lakers bandwagon types during Wednesday’s game -- so I am not being “holier than thou” here. What I say goes for me too. Barb (a genuinely nice lady who doesn't like to say no-no to us, but will if she has to) was right to politely request that I not do that anymore. And I won’t.
All of us have to keep in mind, as 55ers, that anything we do or say reflects back not just on us as individuals (I know, who cares. If we cared what other people thought of us as individuals we'd never have been selected for Area 55 in the first place), but on Area 55 as a whole and most particularly on our sponsors, Roy Hibbert and the Pacers. – the folks that were nice enough to put us where we are now sitting. So from here on out I’m following Barb's advice and keeping my middle finger quiescent -- my private opinion of Indy natives disloyal enough to cheer for narcissistic Hollywood types like Kobe Bryant, notwithstanding. Learn from me. Keep it clean!
So, let’s be clever, loud, and boisterous on Friday but not do or chant anything that would make Roy want to frown on or disown us.
And now we segue into:
More Fun Facts about Cleveland!
First, Some Mood Music! One Fun Fact about Cleveland, although not LeBron James-, nor even basketball-related, deserves retelling. Cleveland’s principal stream is the mighty Cuyahoga River. And the mighty Cuyahoga’s principal claim to fame is that it has been known to catch on fire. It’s true! The Cuyahoga has been known to actually catch fire – and it has happened not once, not twice, but actually 13 times since 1868!
The biggest conflagration occurred in 1952 and caused over $1 Million in damage to boats and riverfront office buildings. Fire erupted several more times after that before the last big one, which occurred on June 22, 1969.
That 1969 fire captured the nation’s attention and helped spawn the environmental movement. In its reportage of the event Time Magazine described the then-Cuyahoga as “the river that oozes rather than flows” and as “a body of water in which a person does not drown but decays.” That says a tad about Cleveland.
Randy Newman memorialized the 1969 Cuyahoga blaze in his famous song, “Burn On!.” Listen to it! It’s catchy! Sing along! It’ll serve as a nice background accompaniment to more Cleveland Fun Facts!
http://tinyurl.com/ye9egxd
Cleveland city of light city of magic
Cleveland city of light you're calling me
Cleveland, even now I can remember
'Cause the Cuyahoga River
Goes smokin' through my dreams
Burn on, big river, burn on
Burn on, big river, burn on
Now the Lord can make you tumble
And the Lord can make you turn
And the Lord can make you overflow
But the Lord can't make you burn
Burn on, big river, burn on
Burn on, big river, burn on
Ah, the poetry!
Fun Fact #1: He’s a Simpson Cartoon Character, Right? Anderson Varejao would probably beg to differ, but many have noted his uncanny resemblance to that famous Simpsons cartoon character Sideshow Bob. You be the judge:
Here’s Anderson: http://tinyurl.com/2u28962
Here’s Sideshow Bob: http://tinyurl.com/328c5gd
I am personally still hoping that somehow, some way Area 55 will sing “He’s Got a Bird’s Nest on His Head” (to the tune of that old spiritual, “He’s Got the Whole World in His Hands”) when Anderson starts trying to shoot free throws.
Yeah, I know…it’s complicated. But I would so, so want to hear that….Please, Chant Leaders? Please? To hear all of Conseco enveloped in song! The wonder! The joy!
Fun Fact #2: Meet Mo Williams – Illustrated Man! Cleveland’s most tattooed player is guard, Mo Williams. According to reputable sources (OK, I got it from the Internet’s “The Athlete Tattoo Database” – a font of unending material whenever I’m hard pressed for a colorful Fun Fact), Mo’s favorite tattoo is “La Familia” which is emblazoned in nifty Old English lettering on his left calf. According to the Database, “he got this tattoo with some friends to represent how ‘close’ they were. See also: La Familia, gang.”
Hey, Pacero, what’s this all about?
You can view “La Familia” in all its tasteless splendor right here:
http://tinyurl.com/2dgb52a
Mo has another stellar tattoo imprinted on his right shoulder that is variously described as “an Aztec warrior” or “a pit bull outlined by the sun”. Want a peek? Sure ya do! And here ya go!
http://tinyurl.com/3532wsz
As tattooed Area 55er Kyle Brumback sez: “A tattoo tells you a lot about a person.”
Analyze Mo for us, Kyle.
Fun Fact #3: Jamario Moon Used to Play for the Harlem Globetrotters! After he got out of a one-year stint at a community college, Jamario Moon entered the 2001 NBA draft as an early candidate. Unfortunately, nobody drafted him. Jamario then floated around the D-League playing with teams like the Huntsville Flight, the Rome Gladiators, the Arkansas Rimrockers, and the Albany Patroons of the CBA. However, according to Jamario, the lowest ebb in his nomadic basketball career came when he had to make a buck throwing down jams for the storied Harlem Globetrotters. Here Jamario was featured as a high-flying dunker that wooed the crowd with his jaw-dropping leaping ability. Jamario didn’t like the Globetrotters too much.
“If you didn’t get those dunks, they would release you. Wherever they threw the ball, you had to get it. And I don’t care how young you are, that takes an incredible toll on your body. You’ve got to be upbeat every night. You’ve got to smile. You’ve got perform. You got to give them the show.”
Jamario laughs about the experience now and says, “People ask me how high I can jump, and I tell them the truth: I just jump as high as they throw the ball. I just go get it where it is.”
In 2007, Jamario finally hit the big time and landed a 2-year contract with the Raptors. On February 13, 2009, he was traded by Toronto to the Miami Heat, along with Jermaine O'Neal and a conditional draft pick, for Shawn Marion and Marcus Banks.
On July 17, 2009, the Cavaliers signed him to an offer sheet. On July 24, the Heat declined to match the offer, and Jamario officially became a Cavalier. The offer sheet was estimated as being worth $8.92 million over 3 years (the final year only being partially guaranteed).
There’s something I sorta like about Jamario Moon that will make me refuse to make too much fun of him on Friday. That something was this:
“Jamario and his wife count their blessings, but still save up coupons and shop at Wal-Mart -- just in case.”
And to wind up, there's this last little tid-bit:
Fun Fact #4: How Antawn Jamison Got His Name! Antawn Jamison is the Cavalier’s big power forward, whom they got from the Wizards after Gilbert Arenas and David Stern conspired to ruin that franchise.
So how did Antawn get to be Antawn?
Well, his name was accidentally printed as "Antawn" instead of "Antwan" on his birth certificate. However, his family decided to keep the misspelling as they felt it would be “more distinctive.” His more distinctive first name, however, is still pronounced as though it were spelled "Antwan" or "Antoine".
Suppose the same thing had happened to Marie Antoinette? We’ll never know, I guess.
Well, enough fun for tonight, you idlers! Let’s grab our guys by their rumps and yell them to victory tomorrow. We’ve got playoffs to think about.
Go Pacers! Go Area 55!
Joe Murphy (IndyHoya)
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