The Professional Fan
Big League Scrub
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So me and my boys are hanging outside the RG after the game. Lots of shit talking to the Laker fans passing by. We gaze across the fountain area, about 30 yards from a lone Laker fan standing by himself, wearing that piss colored garbage. We start woofing at him loudly. Lots of smak from our end. He's yelling back at us. It's fun. He's an idiot. There are about 6 of us, in Blazer gear, verbally attacking this Laker guy. Behind us we did not notice the 5 cops approaching us. No worries. The cops don't give a shit about us at all. But I call them over and tell them that the Laker guy "over there" (the dude we were busting on) was using drugs. I saw him shooting up. Dealing. The cops went over there and questioned him while me and my buddies were chanting "Just say no!" "Just say no!" -- then the Laker fan got all lippy (shocker) and all the cops converged on him and booted him out of the area (rose quarter)
It was fucking beautiful.
It was fucking beautiful.

awesome.