You all know I don't fuck around with West Coast teams. Especially the Lakers. Fuck those Bammas. I was rooting for the Celtics the whole series. I was PISSED when Artest hit the series clinching three. That said... This crazy mother fucker is a breath of fresh fucking air. Is he batshit crazy? Hell yes. Is he a player who does as much bad as good at times? Yup. But last night he won a championship. He won Kobe his 5th ring. And he was damn honest about how crazy he was and thanked his psychiatrist over and over again for chilling him the fuck out. That's an important thing for people and athletes to hear. That it's ok to be fucked in the head and get help. Watch the whole clip above. It's well worth it. The real gem comes about 8 minutes 30 seconds in when he talks about the big three he hit at the end of the game. Reminds a Jackal of the time when his own father drew up a play in a playoff game for Head and I had to wave that shit off and just jack a game winning three as they both yelled "nooooo". Much love for this crazy fucker Ron Artest for bringing back memories of Jackals pasts.
I'm not quite sure who Kobe thinks he's fooling but if there is one thing dude isn't it's hardcore. Who juts out their bottom lip? Is he preparing to catch a load under his tongue or something? I've got a Ben Franklin that says this new look is Kobe's Eagle Colorado "Rape Face". What a douche...
Here's to hoping the Magic even things up tonight...