Lakers Start To Get Things Rolling
With the end of the NFL season, my Sundays have been thrown into a state of flummox. There is really no reason for me to wake up at 9 a.m., turn on the television and get hunkered down for nonstop football viewing for 12 hours. All that is left is a void.
So yesterday I decided to catch up on some movies and decided that Pier Paolo Pasolini’s Salò, or The 120 Days of Sodom was a good idea. While a great movie the coprophagia and final torture scenes left me a little sick and traumatized.
But I got through it and remembered that the Lakers were playing in San Antonio. I picked up the action in the third quarter and couldn’t quite tell whether watching Salò or the Lakers evisceration of the Spurs was more torturous.
Eh, that’s a bit hyperbolic of a statement. After all there were no middle-aged prostitutes dancing about half-court coaching the players on how to take it up the ass or what a gift it is to eat each other’s shit. All that was dying was the Spurs’ franchise record 22-game home winning streak and a little chunk of ego.
As for our heroes the Lakers, it was a rousing start of a four-game road trip that takes them through playoff contending teams. And like NASCAR the big one led off the trip - the NBA leading Spurs who are the twinkle of every basketball loving person’s eyes.