Instead of mourning the Indians loss in Game 7 of the ALCS***, we’re going to move back to the NBA and something more fun, ie Gilbert’s latest blog entry.
(Is he just “Gilbert” now btw? Has he reached that status, or only with us?)
It’s a classic.
We’re going to skip over the part where he talks about putting socks on before getting out of the shower (which we’ve been known to do, so we totally “get”), and move ahead to the Wizards’ point guard’s ongoing prank battle with a couple of the team’s rookies, Dominic McGuire and Nick Young.
After a series of thefts, tire-flattenings, car paintings (read it – seriously), they moved on to a full-blown paintball war. Now, the entire write-up is fun stuff (With an actual message at the end!), but this particular passage is what struck us the most funny.
We all went to the store like Sports Authority and bought all these paintball guns, like eight or nine new ones (because I already had three), then we bought the CO2 cartridges and like 12,000 paintballs and I even bought a couple paintball grenades.
We tried to make the teams fair.
It was Nick and Dominic and then Nick recruited last year’s rookie, Andray Blatche. I thought Andray had enough of the pranks, but I guess he didn’t. Andray brought his two friends, to make it five on their team.
My team was me, my friend John and three guys who were at my house hooking up stereo equipment.
That made us do a real-life LOL.
That’s gotta be the most random thing ever, and sounds like something right out of Seinfeld. Like you’re at Gilbert’s house doing your job, and all of a sudden he storms in and is like, “You three. Come with me.”
“Yes, Mr. Arenas? Is there a question?”
“No – I need you for a paintball war. Here’s some helmets.”
Gil doesn’t have time to mess around – he just grabs the guys running wires through his walls and goes to war. We love it.
***Okay, fine – here are our thoughts. Cleveland better stop giving EVERYTHING names.
This doesn’t deserve one. It’s not “The Collapse”, and calling it that cheapens the glorious burden our city carries. (Just like the Cavaliers Finals loss to the Spurs wasn’t “The Sweep”.) Here’s why:
1) The vast majority of people picked the City of Boston Red Socks – they were heavily favored to win in 5 or 6 games.
2) This is a young team that quite obviously cracked under the pressure. They had a great year, and will use this as a learning experience for next year.
3) At no point (before, during, or even after) did any Cleveland fan we talked to lasterday expect them to win Game 7.
Therefore, while it sucks that they lost, this wasn’t one of those soul-killing, last-second, how-did-that-happen, this-was-supposed-to-be-our-year, and/or we-were-heavy-favorites type of deals. That’s Red Right 88, The Fumble, The Shot, The Drive, and whatever-they-call-Game 7-of-the-97 Series.
This was a loss. A tough loss to take, but not worth of a name, or attributable to any kind of curse on the city.