"The Daily News said that Knicks President Isiah Thomas would assume the coaching duties after Brown is bought out." - USA Today, May 15, 2006
honestly, enough is enough already.
just how insufferable is this prick?
i could go on and on about all of his crimes against basketball and my beloved hometown knicks, but tonight, i'm just going to make it personal.
a buddy of mine is a hotshot in the accounting/corporate auditing game. sure, it's not the most glamorous field, but it's an honest living. an honest, boring, living full of spread-sheets, numbers and gap khakis - but an honest living nonetheless.
anyhow, when this story takes place, my boy is kind of new to the game and he gets a plum assignment as far as corporate auditing goes. head up to toronto and examine the books for the toronto raptors - a team that was, at the time, headed up by your boy isiah. (keep in mind...this is four failures ago for zeke.)
so one canadian afternoon, Hotshot Accountant is getting sweaty with the calculator at the raptors' offices. he's doing what he's paid to do and he's doing it well. and guess who wanders into the room to sniff around.
my friend greets The Most Talentless Boss courteously, explains that he's glad to be up north of the border working for the team, and then gets right back into the number trenches, lest anyone accuse him of slacking off.
isiah watches the guy work a moment, silently, studiously, judiciously...and then he decides to speak.
"you chose to do this with your life?"
with that, the man who would eventually destroy the CBA and the New York Knickerbockers singlehandedly, smugly purses his lips, shakes his head dismissively and carries himself out of the room on a steaming trail of slime.
so please...if you ever happen to meet my buddy, make sure to shake his hand, pat him on the back and buy him a beer. he has seen the face of Evil up close (in canada, no less!) and he has very nearly recovered.
(he's also made small talk with marv albert at a urinal and somehow managed to anger him...but you'll have to ask him about that yourself.)
(update 6/21: welcome to amy fellow deadspin fans. thanks for stopping by. please look around before you go. my ego is desperate for the traffic, yo.)
honestly, enough is enough already.
just how insufferable is this prick?
i could go on and on about all of his crimes against basketball and my beloved hometown knicks, but tonight, i'm just going to make it personal.
a buddy of mine is a hotshot in the accounting/corporate auditing game. sure, it's not the most glamorous field, but it's an honest living. an honest, boring, living full of spread-sheets, numbers and gap khakis - but an honest living nonetheless.
anyhow, when this story takes place, my boy is kind of new to the game and he gets a plum assignment as far as corporate auditing goes. head up to toronto and examine the books for the toronto raptors - a team that was, at the time, headed up by your boy isiah. (keep in mind...this is four failures ago for zeke.)
so one canadian afternoon, Hotshot Accountant is getting sweaty with the calculator at the raptors' offices. he's doing what he's paid to do and he's doing it well. and guess who wanders into the room to sniff around.
my friend greets The Most Talentless Boss courteously, explains that he's glad to be up north of the border working for the team, and then gets right back into the number trenches, lest anyone accuse him of slacking off.
isiah watches the guy work a moment, silently, studiously, judiciously...and then he decides to speak.
"you chose to do this with your life?"
with that, the man who would eventually destroy the CBA and the New York Knickerbockers singlehandedly, smugly purses his lips, shakes his head dismissively and carries himself out of the room on a steaming trail of slime.
so please...if you ever happen to meet my buddy, make sure to shake his hand, pat him on the back and buy him a beer. he has seen the face of Evil up close (in canada, no less!) and he has very nearly recovered.
(he's also made small talk with marv albert at a urinal and somehow managed to anger him...but you'll have to ask him about that yourself.)
(update 6/21: welcome to amy fellow deadspin fans. thanks for stopping by. please look around before you go. my ego is desperate for the traffic, yo.)
1 comment:
He probably told Marv not to bite his back
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