There are locusts on Olympic Blvd, swarming toward Staples Center. The Lakers lost their second straight game and dropped further behind Cleveland in the race for the league's best record.
Frogs are croaking in El Segundo where Andrew Bynum is working out, futilely trying to ready his knee to save a season that's already lost.
There are gnats in Manhattan Beach where Sasha Vujacic is frantically trying to regain the ability to throw a pea in the ocean.
There's hail raining down on the basketball court at Sports Club LA where Magic Johnson is still the best point guard in the city (sorry BD).
And Vic The Brick is breaking out in incurable boils as the Lakers have lost The Way and look more like the Washington Generals than VTB's precious Bushido warriors.
It's the end of days. Two straight road losses. Cleveland gets home court in the Finals. Doomsday. The Lakers lose game 7 in Cleveland. LeBron sweeps the holy trinity - league MVP, Finals MVP, and NBA Champion. Kobe opts out this summer and signs with a club in Moscow for a bazillion dollars. It's the end of the world as we know it. All because The Lakers lost two straight on the road to teams they should have beat.
You think I'm panicking? Hell, yeah! I'm a Laker fan and that's what we do. Never mind that every other team in the league that's not Cleveland or Boston would kill to have our problems. Doomsday is here and all is lost.
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