The disc may not be the morning sex of basketball fandom that it was for me but for any true b-ball fanatic who can manage to put aside their biases and admire the Heat's historic season for what it was (proof that there is a God, and that He has a place reserved in the Kingdom of Heaven for Riles, Shaq, 'Zo, Flash, Antoine Walker, the New-Millenial Charles Oakley Udonis Haslem, James Posey, Jason "I only smoke a lot of grass, I don't shoot limo drivers" Williams, little Gary Payton as Toto, and the rest), there's a lot to love. (may the Lord curse you with incontinence) It couldn't have arrived at a better time. Lucky for me, the basketball and Amazon gods chose this day to deliver my 2005-2006 NBA Champions - Miami Heat DVD. And that's just sad (the FIBA Championship, I mean, not parents taking their kids to Disney World: the Happiest Place on Earth). At this point it's like comparing the World Championship of Poker to a game of Go Fish played by two siblings in the back of their parents minivan en route to a family vacation at Disney World. One thing will be the same, however, regardless of the outcome, and that's that casual sports fans the world over will say to themselves Hey, there was a World Basketball Championship this summer? Why didn't somebody tell me? FIBA has a long way to go before they gain the same level of attention as the FIFA World Cup. Ironically, I'll probably learn of Team USA's ultimate shame or glory from Yahoo!'s main page: if they're ousted, it's big news if they win it all, it's bigger news. The US has the best ball players in the world doesn't it mean something to prove it, to reassert that fire, that dominance? I saw (on TV, mind you, because I'm a glutton for regret) Team USA play Lithuania and Korea in the warm-up World Basketball Challenge and I'll admit, watching the L's biggest stars play in what appears to be a glorified high school tournament isn't very thrilling. Way to also piss off a b-ball addict who, during these slow summer sports months, would probably sell his soul for a game, even if it is the Daydream Team vs. has made most of the FIBA coverage available only on its paid-subscription service, Insider. Fucked if I know why, but the tourney is relegated to ESPN2 in the States, and Yahoo! doesn't even run live scores. I dunno, maybe it's different in Spain or Argentina. Say what you will about the FIBA tournament, but since basketball is the world's second most popular team sport (behind women's volleyball, I think), reason dictates that it should be a big deal. That gnawing feeling came to a head on Sunday when, hype to watch team USA team play Australia in the FIBA World Basketball Championship, I discovered that the game wasn't going to be broadcast on Korean television, nor would it be streamed on Stream TV.
Don't fall victim to the agricultural industry's evil scheme.įor a while now I've felt that something essential is missing from my life*. Think about that the next time you tuck into a veggie burger for, unbeknownst to you, the consumer may quickly became the consume.īe ever vigilant, my veggie friends. The fact that plants don't have a brain exempts them from pity? Maybe the fact that bovines and canines lack adequate conversational skills and can't dribble a basketball fails to elicit a lack of pity from others. Besides, I've never seen humans, dogs, or cows complement a work of art with their background the same way trees and leaves do. Ever heard of photosynthesis? That's some far-out shit. Plants live, they have a lifespan - and in fact they may be more spiritual than animals. The next time you are walking by a tree stick a pin in it and see if it yelps or makes any kind of protest (it doesn't have to be a tree for the puposes of this experiment.any other type of plant would do just as well).
If you want to test this for yourself try the following. They also are not noted for their emotional responses.
Q: Why do vegetarians insist that their diet is so humane? Plants are living things too!Ī: Plants do not have a nervous system and therefore do not feel pain.