So Paul Pierce says he’s the best basketball player in the world.
This was spoken, explicitly in Italian, directly to JE Skeets’ Yahoo! blog, where he blogs for Yahoo!. Here’s the direct quote, directly from the blog, which is direct and a blog that is on the internet:
Q: Is Kobe really the best player in the world?
Pierce: I don’t think Kobe is the best player. I’m the best player. There’s a line that separates having confidence and being conceited. I don’t cross that line but I have a lot of confidence in myself.
There may be some translation hiccups here. The talk about confidence and such doesn’t seem like a logical offshoot of the “best player” conversation.
Also, one can’t be the best player in the world if they’re, yes…chubby like a baby.
(And can you imagine how chubby like a baby he’s gonna be next season? We’re sure KG will come back primed, but we’re guessing Paul has spent the past six weeks eating and doing shots.)
The real reason for this post, though? We’ve been watching Team USA, and after speaking to our dad aboot it, we’ve decided it’s time to mend our relationship with LeBron James.
This is dangerous, for two reasons. One, because he’ll leave the Cavs to go elsewhere, if he deems it’s good for the brand. Two, because he’ll emigrate to Argentina in the middle of the Olympics, if he deems it’s good for the brand.
You see, these are the statements we need to stop making. To stop thinking. To stop feeling. We want to be completely crushed when it happens, and if we continue to make these negative statements, we’ll never feel that awesomely raw and tortured emotion.
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