Lemme see if I get this straight. Win NCAA chip Freshman year. Named MOP of said NCAA tourney. Jump to NBA, land in Denver. Replicate KG’s career through first few years while starting to look like Vin Baker. Get teamed up with greatest streetball-hardwood player in the history of histories. Skip out on long term extension after 3 years, stealing LeBron’s thunder. Wed beautiful MTv host, knock her up and have cute lil babies that hopefully don’t look like your goofy Michelin-all-weather-hair having ass. Then get arrested for DUI, deny special treatment and apologize for it. Best of all, call the aforementioned VJ to bail your ass outta jail and she comes for you....then tells your sorry ass to find your own way home.
The NBA, where ‘I don’t give a fuck how much money you got playa, these yo’ babies—why you out til 3 on a mother fucking Sunday?’ happens. Someone cue up the piano...
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You left out "Appear in a straight to the streets DVD", "Have people legitimately arguing for you over Lebron (not happening now)", and "Blow a chance at being the posterboy for Brand Jordan for the next 15 years." Am I leaving anything else out? Oh yeah. "Take second place to Damon Stoudemire in the Dumbest Thing an NBA Player did in an Airport award"
And just after I post that, I find the police report:
http://cbs4denver.com/investigates/anthony.dui.denver.2.700736.html
I'm not sure which line I'm looking forward to more after the Nuggets 1st round loss: "No clue" or "I don't have good balance".
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