Last Night's Best Dressed Wizard
This time I didn't even have to manufacture a reason to ask about wardrobe choices; the Wizards' game day ops people gave me a perfect excuse. As Reader Nancy has previously noted, last night's game featured a "Best Dressed Wizard" video contest. The three choices we were given were Donell Taylor, Jarvis Hayes and Gil, in their dress clothes, walking into the locker room on a red carpet. [Still trying to get this on YouTube, bear with me.]
At this point it's probably worth quoting Nancy's previous comment, since she's written more about the team's threads than anyone I know:
Which really WAS the best-dressed Wizard? Of course, we all wanted to vote for Gil, we really did. Some times he gets it right. But Jarvis Hayes really had it going on -- there was no two ways about it. Sounds cruel, GA having just earned a starter position and all, it was his night. But my sincere effort to put my hands together to them was stymied by this magnetic repulsion field created by the white shirt poking out from the too-short jacket. C'mon! Gil, if for this reason alone, get a girlfriend!!
He has a girlfriend, but never mind; Nancy has spoken. I don't remember exactly what Donell had on. This photo shows the winner. The crowd was asked to vote, via noise, several times. Donell received minimal support, Jarvis had a fair bit of noise, and Gil--who I figured would win on name alone--got the respect vote, but it was fairly muted. All in all, a tame response. Jarvis was shown on the 'Tron, smiling at his victory.
"I had just checked into the game, and I was trying to envision what was going on and listen to the play," he explained. "We've got a well-dressed team altogether; I mean, anybody could have won it. But, you know, I guess I take home the honor tonight."
Which is not to say there was locker room consensus on the issue.
"Look at Jarvis, man, how you gonna say Jarvis is better than this?" Gilbert asked after the game. "He didn't even have a tie!"
"I love Jarvis's outfit, but if you're going to give me the no-tie look you've got to unbutton the top button," Brendan Haywood said. "He looked like he was choking himself, couldn't swallow."
"Where was I?" Roger Mason wanted to know, gesturing to his floral-print shirt.
"You didn't win," Brendan said. "You definitely weren't nominated."
Roger: "Are you serious? Do you know how many compliments I've gotten on this shirt today?"
Brendan: "Huh? From who, florists?"
Roger: "From every woman that's seen me."
Anyhow, of the three finalists, I would have probably voted for Jarvis. But who chose the contestants? Where was Caron? I've always pegged him as the team's fashionista. I asked a serious dresser, Nike pro basketball representative Keith Veney, about my Caron vote.
"Without question, I agree, hands-down," Veney said. "He is definitely the best-dressed. Disregard that he's Nike; he's sharp."
"Caron stays spiffy," Jarvis acknowledged.
Others had a different opinion.
"Honestly, the best-dressed guy on this team is probably A.D.," Brendan said.
"Yeah, I'd agree with that," Roger said. "Who does the most with less?" he asked.
"That's not the question, man," Brendan pointed out.
"Well, my budget's not the same as those guys," Roger said.
Anyhow, they had a plane to catch, and, truth be told, I had already covered much of this ground during the playoffs last year. Still, in the interest of fairness, I asked A.D. why he wasn't included in the competition.
"Well, at the time when they tape that I'm not coming in; I'm here a lot earlier," he said. "I didn't see a red carpet out there when I came in. I'm here three hours before the game."
And did he think Jarvis deserved the honor?
"Hey, more power to him," A.D. said. "I'm not gonna hate, I'll congratulate."
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