A Mouse, and a Wizznut, and the End
The Wizards lost last night. Their season is over. I think back to so many things. The first day of training camp, when Gilbert told me about reading the Harry Potter books:
I'm regular. I mean, I guess I'm supposed to be reading, what, the Phil Jackson book or the T.O. book? Nah. I like Harry Potter. You haven't seen the movies? See, movies like that, you have to watch those first. Watch the movies first, then read the book. Don't ever read the book and then watch the movie. You'll be disappointed.
Or the week before, when I got an email from a Wizznut, our first communication since I became a blogger:
We're gearing up for new season!!! We've broken the gameworns out of mothballs (but you can still smell Rex Chapman!!!) and oiled our INCITE MACHINE. We want to create the new "Bullets Fever" for the 2006 run to championship (a.k.a. 1st round of playoffs). Can you guys sing a few lines into your computer and e-mail them to us?
Alas, I never did. That's one more thing left unaccomplished this season. So much, left undone. So many stories, left untold. So many 1970s lyrics, left unsung.
Anyhow, this is some of what I saw last night, when I wanted to indulge myself in a bit of maudlin nostalgia:
* Zach Braff (Ok, I didn't actually see him, but there were several reports that he was in the building)
* Abe Pollin, riding through the back corridors of the VC in a golf cart.
* David Stern, when asked about the supposed mayhem in Vegas, saying the following: "Where did you hear that? You must be reading the wrong blogs."
* Ian Eagle, admitting he was the hit of the blogosphere last week.
* Before the game, Larry Hughes eating Burger King, while Damon Jones ate McDonald's a few stalls away.
* Gilbert, before the game, telling me that he's registered the site AgentArenas.com. So watch for that.
* After the game, WTOP personality Craig Heist giving a thank-you bear hug to Wizards PR guru Zack Bolno.
* After the game, Drew Gooden eating a double hamburger, while LeBron James ate french fries.
* Gilbert Arenas, meeting Damon Jones backstage, also after the game.
Gilbert: "Oh! My man! I know you ain't tired."
Damon: "I know you ain't, either."
* Michael Ruffin with a gang of his kids. I remember when some guy dressed like Santa Claus was chasing after one of those kids and calling him a little Ruffian.
* Donell Taylor's identical twin brother, Ronell.
* Sam Cassell, hanging out, for the second straight game. I've been called the White Sam Cassell. I didn't tell him that.
* And then, in what was supposed to be my final solemn moment, I went out to the arena floor. The workers were listening to R&B and cleaning up trash. It was dark. Mike Wise was exiting the building. I wanted to have a moment, but then I saw a small rodent underneath the stands. Probably a mouse, but I didn't get a great look. So I left.
This video is of an actual Wizznut. It's from Game 3, after the game had ended. As I've often said, this season was The Takeover for those crazed bloggers as much as it was for Gilbert. Agent Zero became an omnipresent brand name. The Obama-Arenas campaign got picked up by reputable news sources, like, more than once. They were featured in the New York Times, the Wall Street Journal, Newsday and The Post, not even counting this blog. The 'Tron on Saturday night showed some random guy wearing the '98 bench shirt. Susan O'Malley's sister bought six Tough Juice sweatshirts. But Comcast SportsyNet producer Adam Littlefield and I are the only ones who got video.
And if you think I'm not going to spend the next three days blogging about the Wizards anyhow, you're crazy.
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