aaww, thanks Sly!
So I just got home from the game (fucking traffic was awful). Here's a couple of observations:
-Leading up to half time, you could tell just by looking at the Blazers that their hearts just weren't in this game. It was subtle. It was the way they walked and carried themselves and, as you saw, it echoed in the way that they played.
-Our Defense in the paint is fucking terrible. No joke. Ezili cannot get better soon enough if you ask me. Perhaps we make a huge trade for Anthony Davis? A couple of firsts along with Meyers and most of the bench besides Crabbe? Or perhaps I'm just being irrational....
-If you don't make shots, you don't win. Not rocket science there. Shoot like shit, and the score will reflect it.
-Dame needs help. He absolutely cannot do this shit alone.
-Give Jake Layman more opportunities. I know he's a rookie playing against 3rd Stringers, but that is good talent to work with and mold.
I was really hoping that we would keep this close and competitive, but I knew at the end of the 2nd Quarter that we weren't going to win this one. It was just the atmosphere of the place.
Eh.....I had fun; no question there. I love spending time with my father no matter what we do. I just wish they would have kept it close. Hopefully, this is a wake up call for Stotts and the organization that they need changes, or more talent.
In other news, I sat next to a drunk dick face who got pissy because I wouldn't let him use my cup holder for his beer. Fuck you, douche. His friend was great though.
Security in that fucking place is ANAL. Jesus Christ. They REALLY control EVERYTHING you do there. They wouldn't let my father stand 4 feet away from his seat to take a picture at a railing. Fucking really?
And the 9 times I bring a pocket knife in with me, you're going to start enforcing a ban on it now? Thanks. I needed the exercise hiking all the fuck the way back to my car.
