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Originally Posted by NobleKane
@ this flip floppin %@+ dude matt barnes... his life long dream to play with the lakers??? seriously? the same matt barnes who was a kings fan and hated the lakers? sactowns finest??? frickin hilarious lol
I honestly hate Matt Barnes now. He can go @@$! himself for all I care. I can't wait till he has a few bad games in La La Land and all the Lakers fans call into the sports talk show and his dad phones in to defend his son
Dak, I saw what you were saying in the LA thread, but I think what they're trying to do in moving Sasha is clear that spot and money for Shannon. (I could be wrong, but I think that's what they're up too)
I don't see them moving Sasha if Brown goes elsewhere, so that's not just a plain salary dump, nor does it matter, we're like 30 mil over the luxury tax, 10 mil isn't gonna do much, especially since no matter what, we'd have to bring somebody in to fill the roster spot anyways, so it wouldn't even be saving 10 mil if we signed a bum off the street for the league min. We're talkin about 7-8 million dollars here, for a team that gets anywhere from 8-12 playoff home games.
still laughin at "looka here"
Lookin around, I don't know why, but I like this team for some reason......
Bogut/Gooden
Ilyasova/Brockman/Luc Richard (bunch of other letters)
Salmons/Maggette/Douglas-Roberts
Redd/Delfino
Jennings/Dooling
If Jennings is in the gym workin as we speak and Redd can give them anything, anything at all, I like what they can do on a given night. I don't think they crack the top 4 in the East, but I would love to see these guys and the Bulls match up in the first round, I think it would be a great series. I think they need another big though to go with Bogut, I think you could wear them down in the paint after a while, and if Bogut misses any time at all, it's a wrap for them. But I like where they're headed for a smaller market team.
I don't see them moving Sasha if Brown goes elsewhere, so that's not just a plain salary dump, nor does it matter, we're like 30 mil over the luxury tax, 10 mil isn't gonna do much, especially since no matter what, we'd have to bring somebody in to fill the roster spot anyways, so it wouldn't even be saving 10 mil if we signed a bum off the street for the league min. We're talkin about 7-8 million dollars here, for a team that gets anywhere from 8-12 playoff home games.
Lookin around, I don't know why, but I like this team for some reason......
Bogut/Gooden
Ilyasova/Brockman/Luc Richard (bunch of other letters)
Salmons/Maggette/Douglas-Roberts
Redd/Delfino
Jennings/Dooling
If Jennings is in the gym workin as we speak and Redd can give them anything, anything at all, I like what they can do on a given night. I don't think they crack the top 4 in the East, but I would love to see these guys and the Bulls match up in the first round, I think it would be a great series. I think they need another big though to go with Bogut, I think you could wear them down in the paint after a while, and if Bogut misses any time at all, it's a wrap for them. But I like where they're headed for a smaller market team.
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Will Redd be ready by training camp? Isn't Bogut going to be out for like the first month maybe, I heard they found out that he had a few bones broken on his hand and it might take a while to fully recover. Anyways the Bucks will be the fifth or sixth seed to me.Originally Posted by CP1708
Dak, I saw what you were saying in the LA thread, but I think what they're trying to do in moving Sasha is clear that spot and money for Shannon. (I could be wrong, but I think that's what they're up too)
I don't see them moving Sasha if Brown goes elsewhere, so that's not just a plain salary dump, nor does it matter, we're like 30 mil over the luxury tax, 10 mil isn't gonna do much, especially since no matter what, we'd have to bring somebody in to fill the roster spot anyways, so it wouldn't even be saving 10 mil if we signed a bum off the street for the league min. We're talkin about 7-8 million dollars here, for a team that gets anywhere from 8-12 playoff home games.
still laughin at "looka here"
Lookin around, I don't know why, but I like this team for some reason......
Bogut/Gooden
Ilyasova/Brockman/Luc Richard (bunch of other letters)
Salmons/Maggette/Douglas-Roberts
Redd/Delfino
Jennings/Dooling
If Jennings is in the gym workin as we speak and Redd can give them anything, anything at all, I like what they can do on a given night. I don't think they crack the top 4 in the East, but I would love to see these guys and the Bulls match up in the first round, I think it would be a great series. I think they need another big though to go with Bogut, I think you could wear them down in the paint after a while, and if Bogut misses any time at all, it's a wrap for them. But I like where they're headed for a smaller market team.
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I think Redd said he would be back around February. He doesn't want to rush back like he did this past season and risk another injury.
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Originally Posted by rck2sactown
Originally Posted by NobleKane
@ this flip floppin %@+ dude matt barnes... his life long dream to play with the lakers??? seriously? the same matt barnes who was a kings fan and hated the lakers? sactowns finest??? frickin hilarious lol
I honestly hate Matt Barnes now. He can go @@$! himself for all I care. I can't wait till he has a few bad games in La La Land and all the Lakers fans call into the sports talk show and his dad phones in to defend his son
co-sign hes a disgrace 2 sac (norcal). also he aint gna win nutn w/kobe
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BangDak wrote:
LA needs to start rebuilding soon
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Originally Posted by NobleKane
@ this flip floppin %@+ dude matt barnes... his life long dream to play with the lakers??? seriously? the same matt barnes who was a kings fan and hated the lakers? sactowns finest??? frickin hilarious lol
everyone grows up hating the yankees, it doesn't mean they don't want to play for them
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On my phone so I can't link, but apparently the Raptors GM thinks Chris Bosh did the LeBron at the end of the season. It's on ESPN.com
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Isn't Kobe and Pau signed for three more years anyways.
Colangelo should just be quiet, he has a nice young team there and they'll be a good team in a few(4) years. He knew Bosh wasn't coming back.
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bulls going after Rudy Fernandez, throwing James johnson at portland
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Blazers should do that in a second. Rudy is worthless to them at this point. Another Pritchard, Rudy shoulda been moved last offseason when his value was high. But Pritch wanted the moon.
They still have Bayless to back up Roy, havin Rudy just clutters the minutes, and Nate is terrible at handling minutes, thus why they played better when he the injuries started, it defined all their roles.
Hood, yeah, Kobe, Gasol, Odom, Ron all there for 3 more years, but chances are, by that third year, it will be apparent that they will all be too old by that point. Other fans struggle with those facts, I am not one of them.
I dunno about that Colangelo stuff, yes he's readin the Gilbert playbook word for word, but Bosh did sit out a long time there at the end, IF, and I say IF he was indeed cleared to play, you gotta wonder. Not that I blame Bosh that much though, they weren't beating the Cavs anyways, he was due to make a ton of money, I can't get all that mad at him. Now if they had a chance to make a run at something, then that would set me off. *cough Queen cough*
Blazers should do that in a second. Rudy is worthless to them at this point. Another Pritchard, Rudy shoulda been moved last offseason when his value was high. But Pritch wanted the moon.
Hood, yeah, Kobe, Gasol, Odom, Ron all there for 3 more years, but chances are, by that third year, it will be apparent that they will all be too old by that point. Other fans struggle with those facts, I am not one of them.
I dunno about that Colangelo stuff, yes he's readin the Gilbert playbook word for word, but Bosh did sit out a long time there at the end, IF, and I say IF he was indeed cleared to play, you gotta wonder. Not that I blame Bosh that much though, they weren't beating the Cavs anyways, he was due to make a ton of money, I can't get all that mad at him. Now if they had a chance to make a run at something, then that would set me off. *cough Queen cough*
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Can't hate on Matt Barnes for signing with the Lakers. He did his NorCal services with the Kings and Warriors already. And he did play for UCLA. He will always be Citrus Heights' Finest to me. And I doubt the Kings fans will boo him when the the Lakers and Kings play in Arco. Most of them bandwagoned to the Lakers and would be cheering anyways. SMH @ all that yellow in Arco...
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It doesn't help the Lakers that Kobe's salary will be 30 MILLION in a few years. The rebuilding will be interesting but I'll worry about that when the time comes.
The Bulls are who I thought might go after Fernandez with Johnson. If that happens, Chicago is my pick to win the East. But it looks like Portland rejected the offer.
The Bulls are who I thought might go after Fernandez with Johnson. If that happens, Chicago is my pick to win the East. But it looks like Portland rejected the offer.
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ESPN wrote about LeBron in Las Vegas but it got taken down. Luckily, the story was copied and pasted.
Spoiler [+]
LeBron James leans against a waist-high stone wall with a 16-foot-tall Buddha hovering over him.
He's at Tao, a bustling restaurant and nightclub inside the Venetian hotel in Las Vegas, and his arms are crossed as he listens to Lynn Meritt, senior director of Nike Basketball, and Charles Denson, president of Nike Brand.James is quiet, occasionally applying Chap Stick on his lips and nodding when he hears something he likes.
Five security guards are stationed around him, one at each corner of the table he's about to sit at and another roving around with him, watching his every move. Anyone who takes two steps toward James is stopped and must have James' approval to come closer.
The waiter bringing him his cup of green tea with a spoonful of honey and a dash of lemon juice makes the cut, as does the scantily clad brunette with a tattoo of a heart on her right shoulder.
She wants to take a picture with him. "I can't right now," says James. "Maybe later, upstairs, I'll remember you're the one with the tattoo."
James will host a party later in the upstairs nightclub at Tao, but he is currently hosting a dinner for his friends and family in the downstairs restaurant. Wearing a gray striped shirt and gold crucifix around his neck, he bobs his head to music played by an amped-up saxophonist who weaves his way around the table like a one-man mariachi band.
I have somehow found myself at this exclusive table, seated beside Eddie Jackson, who is introduced to me as James' father (though he actually began dating James' mother, Gloria, after LeBron was born and the two are no longer together). Jackson, wearing a muscle shirt accentuating his large biceps, looks like a member of James' four-man entourage, like one of his childhood friends.
James' circle includes Randy Mims, seated to his right at the center of the table, Maverick Carter, seated at the head of the table, and Richard Paul, seated in front of James. The quartet makes up the initials behind LRMR Marketing, the management firm James founded almost four years ago with his buddies. Their offices in downtown Cleveland gained notoriety this month as the location teams flocked to for their meetings with James.
LeBron James partied at Tao last weekend, complete with a kings' cake and an entourage to make heads of state jealous.
Seated to the right of James is Chris Paul, whose brother, C.J., is seated across from him. The New Orleans Hornets point guard has seen how James has positioned himself to win a championship by signing with the Miami Heat and joining forces with Dwyane Wade and Chris Bosh and has reportedly considered a similar move himself.
The truth is, in James' dream world, the duo he would love to play with for the next decade would be Wade and Paul, his two closest friends in the NBA. Paul has been like a brother to James since the two were in Las Vegas four years ago for USA Basketball training camp, when as a rookie he carried James' and Wade's bags to and from the team bus.
James and Paul are fairly quiet at the center of the table as they take in the scene around them. As family style plates of miso-glazed Chilean sea bass and crispy lobster and shrimp dumplings are brought to the table, James effortlessly picks up the food with his chopsticks and occasionally raises his cup of green tea to passersby as they raise their martinis and mojitos in his direction before being helped along by security guards.
When trays of dessert plates are brought over, James gets up, preferring to start his party upstairs instead of indulging in the giant fortune cookies and chocolate cake. A security guard comes over and puts plastic wristbands on our wrists and escorts us through the back of the restaurant, up a flight of stairs in the bowels of the hotel and through a back entrance into the club. About a dozen security guards, moving their flash lights, direct us to a roped off section on the dance floor of Tao next to a couple of apparently nude women in a bathtub full of water and rose petals.
James, now wearing sunglasses in the dark club, immediately stands up on the couch and folds his arms high on his chest and nods his head. He smiles as he looks at the dozens of people crowded on the dance floor. Noticing him, they stop dancing and snap pictures as the DJ screams out, "LeBron James in the building!" and plays ****'s "I'm in Miami."
Carter, LeBron's childhood friend and manager, begins dancing around James like Puff Daddy in a Notorious B.I.G video. A giant red crown-shaped cake is brought over to James while go-go dancers dressed in skimpy red and black outfits raise four lettered placards that spell out, "KING." Carter grabs a bottle of Grey Goose and pours a quarter of it on the floor and raises it up before passing it off.
James' infamous one-hour special, "The Decision," was reportedly the brainchild of Carter, a 28-year-old who has never managed anyone outside of his friend James. This three-day party marathon in Vegas (which James is being paid six figures to host) is also Carter's idea.
Bottle after bottle of "Ace of Spades" champagne is delivered to the table by a waiter flying down from above the dance floor like some overgrown Peter Pan on a wire. One time he's dressed like a King, another time as Indiana Jones and another in a replica of James' No. 6 Miami Heat jersey.
James, who can hardly see the flying figure through his tinted glasses, almost gets kicked in the head on the waiter's last trip down. He looks at the girls around him and says, "I wish they'd have one of these girls with no panties do that instead of the guy."
Toward the end of the night, Boston Celtics forward Glen Davis walks past James' party and looks at the scene up and down several times like a painting in a museum, soaking in the images of the go-go dancers, the "King" sign and the costumed man delivering bottles of champagne.
Davis shakes his head and walks on.
James dances on the couch and sings along with the music blaring from speakers all around him.
The more you hang around James, the more you realize he's still a child wrapped in a 6-foot-8, 250-pound frame. The night after the party at Tao, he and his crew walk through the casino at the Wynn and Encore and he pretends to dribble a basketball as he walks past ringing slot machines and tourists who do double-takes. In a Nike T-shirt, jeans and sneakers, James' pantomime seems unconscious. He stops every few feet to shoot a jump shot, his right hand extended above his head on the follow through. He weaves through a pack of a dozen friends and pretends to connect on a layup as he walks past a gift shop. He passes overhead casino signs and jumps up and slaps them, pretending to dunk. Columns covered with advertisements for lounge acts become stationary defenders, chumps to fake out before connecting on imaginary mid-range jump shots.
James probably goes through a practice's worth of shots as we walk from the XS nightclub at Encore (James left his poolside table when he saw the club was practically empty), through Wynn and over the bridge to the Palazzo.
Soon after arriving at Lavo, a restaurant and nightclub at the Palazzo, a scene straight out of "West Side Story" breaks out when James and Lamar Odom, seated at a nearby table, engage in an impromptu dance-off to California Swag District's "Teach Me How To Dougie."
Odom, smoking a cigar, can't quite keep up. James celebrates by crossing himself and taking a shot of Patron. Moments later, a handful of girls dressed as cheerleaders walk toward his table with someone dressed in James' Heat uniform. Someone throws talcum powder in the air as James does before every game, while his new unofficial song, "I'm in Miami," plays.
Odom casts a glance James' way before looking in the opposite direction and raising his glass at a couple on the dance floor who point to their ring fingers and smile.
Back at his table, James and his crew sing every word to Rick Ross' "Free Mason." LeBron raps every line to former teammate Damon Jones (who played with him in Cleveland). Jones, puffing on a cigar, nods.
James rips out the lines:
"If I ever die, never let it be said I didn't win/
Never, never say/
Never say legend didn't go in/
I just wanna die on top of the world."
While he looks at club-goers flashing the LA and Westside signs at him, James smiles and points to Jackson's T-shirt, which reads, "Another Enemy," and raises his glass of champagne.
Finally, Carter tells James it's time to leave the club and they do, LeBron pretending to cross-over tables and shoot over slot machines all the way back to his room.
He's at Tao, a bustling restaurant and nightclub inside the Venetian hotel in Las Vegas, and his arms are crossed as he listens to Lynn Meritt, senior director of Nike Basketball, and Charles Denson, president of Nike Brand.James is quiet, occasionally applying Chap Stick on his lips and nodding when he hears something he likes.
Five security guards are stationed around him, one at each corner of the table he's about to sit at and another roving around with him, watching his every move. Anyone who takes two steps toward James is stopped and must have James' approval to come closer.
The waiter bringing him his cup of green tea with a spoonful of honey and a dash of lemon juice makes the cut, as does the scantily clad brunette with a tattoo of a heart on her right shoulder.
She wants to take a picture with him. "I can't right now," says James. "Maybe later, upstairs, I'll remember you're the one with the tattoo."
James will host a party later in the upstairs nightclub at Tao, but he is currently hosting a dinner for his friends and family in the downstairs restaurant. Wearing a gray striped shirt and gold crucifix around his neck, he bobs his head to music played by an amped-up saxophonist who weaves his way around the table like a one-man mariachi band.
I have somehow found myself at this exclusive table, seated beside Eddie Jackson, who is introduced to me as James' father (though he actually began dating James' mother, Gloria, after LeBron was born and the two are no longer together). Jackson, wearing a muscle shirt accentuating his large biceps, looks like a member of James' four-man entourage, like one of his childhood friends.
James' circle includes Randy Mims, seated to his right at the center of the table, Maverick Carter, seated at the head of the table, and Richard Paul, seated in front of James. The quartet makes up the initials behind LRMR Marketing, the management firm James founded almost four years ago with his buddies. Their offices in downtown Cleveland gained notoriety this month as the location teams flocked to for their meetings with James.
LeBron James partied at Tao last weekend, complete with a kings' cake and an entourage to make heads of state jealous.
Seated to the right of James is Chris Paul, whose brother, C.J., is seated across from him. The New Orleans Hornets point guard has seen how James has positioned himself to win a championship by signing with the Miami Heat and joining forces with Dwyane Wade and Chris Bosh and has reportedly considered a similar move himself.
The truth is, in James' dream world, the duo he would love to play with for the next decade would be Wade and Paul, his two closest friends in the NBA. Paul has been like a brother to James since the two were in Las Vegas four years ago for USA Basketball training camp, when as a rookie he carried James' and Wade's bags to and from the team bus.
James and Paul are fairly quiet at the center of the table as they take in the scene around them. As family style plates of miso-glazed Chilean sea bass and crispy lobster and shrimp dumplings are brought to the table, James effortlessly picks up the food with his chopsticks and occasionally raises his cup of green tea to passersby as they raise their martinis and mojitos in his direction before being helped along by security guards.
When trays of dessert plates are brought over, James gets up, preferring to start his party upstairs instead of indulging in the giant fortune cookies and chocolate cake. A security guard comes over and puts plastic wristbands on our wrists and escorts us through the back of the restaurant, up a flight of stairs in the bowels of the hotel and through a back entrance into the club. About a dozen security guards, moving their flash lights, direct us to a roped off section on the dance floor of Tao next to a couple of apparently nude women in a bathtub full of water and rose petals.
James, now wearing sunglasses in the dark club, immediately stands up on the couch and folds his arms high on his chest and nods his head. He smiles as he looks at the dozens of people crowded on the dance floor. Noticing him, they stop dancing and snap pictures as the DJ screams out, "LeBron James in the building!" and plays ****'s "I'm in Miami."
Carter, LeBron's childhood friend and manager, begins dancing around James like Puff Daddy in a Notorious B.I.G video. A giant red crown-shaped cake is brought over to James while go-go dancers dressed in skimpy red and black outfits raise four lettered placards that spell out, "KING." Carter grabs a bottle of Grey Goose and pours a quarter of it on the floor and raises it up before passing it off.
James' infamous one-hour special, "The Decision," was reportedly the brainchild of Carter, a 28-year-old who has never managed anyone outside of his friend James. This three-day party marathon in Vegas (which James is being paid six figures to host) is also Carter's idea.
Bottle after bottle of "Ace of Spades" champagne is delivered to the table by a waiter flying down from above the dance floor like some overgrown Peter Pan on a wire. One time he's dressed like a King, another time as Indiana Jones and another in a replica of James' No. 6 Miami Heat jersey.
James, who can hardly see the flying figure through his tinted glasses, almost gets kicked in the head on the waiter's last trip down. He looks at the girls around him and says, "I wish they'd have one of these girls with no panties do that instead of the guy."
Toward the end of the night, Boston Celtics forward Glen Davis walks past James' party and looks at the scene up and down several times like a painting in a museum, soaking in the images of the go-go dancers, the "King" sign and the costumed man delivering bottles of champagne.
Davis shakes his head and walks on.
James dances on the couch and sings along with the music blaring from speakers all around him.
The more you hang around James, the more you realize he's still a child wrapped in a 6-foot-8, 250-pound frame. The night after the party at Tao, he and his crew walk through the casino at the Wynn and Encore and he pretends to dribble a basketball as he walks past ringing slot machines and tourists who do double-takes. In a Nike T-shirt, jeans and sneakers, James' pantomime seems unconscious. He stops every few feet to shoot a jump shot, his right hand extended above his head on the follow through. He weaves through a pack of a dozen friends and pretends to connect on a layup as he walks past a gift shop. He passes overhead casino signs and jumps up and slaps them, pretending to dunk. Columns covered with advertisements for lounge acts become stationary defenders, chumps to fake out before connecting on imaginary mid-range jump shots.
James probably goes through a practice's worth of shots as we walk from the XS nightclub at Encore (James left his poolside table when he saw the club was practically empty), through Wynn and over the bridge to the Palazzo.
Soon after arriving at Lavo, a restaurant and nightclub at the Palazzo, a scene straight out of "West Side Story" breaks out when James and Lamar Odom, seated at a nearby table, engage in an impromptu dance-off to California Swag District's "Teach Me How To Dougie."
Odom, smoking a cigar, can't quite keep up. James celebrates by crossing himself and taking a shot of Patron. Moments later, a handful of girls dressed as cheerleaders walk toward his table with someone dressed in James' Heat uniform. Someone throws talcum powder in the air as James does before every game, while his new unofficial song, "I'm in Miami," plays.
Odom casts a glance James' way before looking in the opposite direction and raising his glass at a couple on the dance floor who point to their ring fingers and smile.
Back at his table, James and his crew sing every word to Rick Ross' "Free Mason." LeBron raps every line to former teammate Damon Jones (who played with him in Cleveland). Jones, puffing on a cigar, nods.
James rips out the lines:
"If I ever die, never let it be said I didn't win/
Never, never say/
Never say legend didn't go in/
I just wanna die on top of the world."
While he looks at club-goers flashing the LA and Westside signs at him, James smiles and points to Jackson's T-shirt, which reads, "Another Enemy," and raises his glass of champagne.
Finally, Carter tells James it's time to leave the club and they do, LeBron pretending to cross-over tables and shoot over slot machines all the way back to his room.
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Eh, but it's at the end of the contract. If that can attribute to a couple of more rings, then..
Too far along to worry about it now. Mitch has been good and making the transition from best to worse, so I have all the faith in the world.
