Well my friends, I'm back; and for those of you who have made some very disparaging remarks about my beloved Rockets I would like to tell you "Tell me how my ass taste."
That was dedicated to T Mac 4 life for thinking he could insult my team without any comebacks. Like it or not, he should have known better. Now that we got this out of the way let us begin our daily lesson.
Family; friends; I am starting to do something that I haven’t done since 1997 and that is believing in the HOUSTON ROCKETS again. When Hakeem "The Dream" Olajuwon played here there was nothing I didn't think he couldn't do. When you grow up that way your expectation level on your sports team are sometime blown out of proportion. Watching the Rockets on Monday night, for the first time since Clutch City, I began to believe again.
I know many people who put on for my city are starting to feel the same way, and I don’t know if we will win this series but one thing I know is that this group of ROCKETS will make us proud. Houstonians the LA Quakers are on their way to the best city in the world, and it is upon us to make them feel so unwelcome here that they reference the Toyota Center when people talk about the worse places to play. I don't care if Kobina gets pissed and hits 50 points: if our team takes no prisoners shouldn't our crowd reciprocate the same passion as the team shows? I don't want them feel comfortable at all Friday. I want them to feel like they are in a jungle with no way out. I need 80% of the people in attendance to be the worst form of themselves. Sorry for the lay off, but I don’t do this for a living: I do this for you: the real sports fan.
LION
Thursday, May 7, 2009
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