Chauncey and Noni Juice
Yeah, I probably wrote enough about Tahitian Noni Juice yesterday, but since I'm an idiot and never posted the video player, I'm going to do so now. Seriously, I thought Gilbert's whole guerilla Internet marketing thing was odd, but this is way weirder.
Btw, I figured out that I should have embedded this from Detroit Bad Boys, who are just throwing bombs in our direction left and right. Here's the shot at Gilbert:
Look, Gilbert Arenas is a nice player. And should he prove to be dominant for more than half a season, then I'll entertain including his name with Kobe, Tim Duncan, Dwyane Wade (sigh), et al. But right now, at 11:50pm on Tuesday, January 30, 2007, let me be the first blogger (or at least the first blogger I'm aware of) to say that I'm tired of Gilbert Arenas. Again, sour grapes abound, but keep the effing mouthpiece in your mouth already. The fully-clothed showers, "Hibatchi!", the All-Star vote campaign, the Team USA vendettas... it is all too much. Gilbert is the NBA equivalent of a Jerry Bruckheimer movie: It looks slick as hell. It's highlights gets people talking. There may even be a few one-liners worth taking home. But we're months from summer and people are already tired of hearing about it. And we know that, ultimately, it won't be taking home any awards.
And here's the shot at the fan base. He's right; it is a late-arriving, fairly quiet fan base. The knee-jerk Washington fan response thrown back in the direction of the greater upper Midwest would be yeah, we're late coming to the games because we all have jobs and stuff. Personally, as a proud Buffalo native, I won't go there.
With their team deconstructing a fellow Eastern Conference front-runner -- hitting shot after shot and making some key defensive plays to start the game -- fans at the Verizon Center managed only token applause. Sadly, even in the presence of another great game by Gilbert, it remained quiet throughout.
Anyhow, here's the video:
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