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I was walking out of Petsmart a few nights ago and walked right past Aaron Brooks. So I said, “Hey! Aaron Brooks!” In the split second before he responded, I had a probable scenario in my head of how it would go:
Aaron says hi, and then I tell him how I defended the Rockets for drafting him, advocated for more time in his rookie season, and sung from the rooftops when Skip was traded. Then he sheepishly says “thanks for the support” and walks away leaving me happy as a lark, and then after I left he’d shake his head at how many crazy white people live in the suburbs.
Instead, he glanced around furtively hoping no one else would notice him and gave me an unsalutatious “how you doing” which seemed to mean “I could have my bodyguard kill you it I weren’t still in my rookie contract and could afford one.” Come on, Aaron Brooks, not even Tracy McGrady big-times his “fans” like that, and I’ve been calling him Trady McGrady [Ed. Note - Cute] for the last 3 seasons.
Think about it – if you run into some 5’9” white guy who recognizes you, especially in the first few months that you’re starting, there is a 97% chance he is a blogger. You’re lucky only 2 people read this blog.
You need some Jesus in your life, Aaron Brooks. If this robust blogging schedule allowed me to go to church, I’d pray for you. [Ed. Note - You best stop getting on our bad side, Aaron B. This is strike number two.]
- THE Random Guy
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I’m sure he was packing.
You would not understand what it’s like to be AB. Cut him some slack.
You just said his name… what is is supposed to say besides the standard “how’s it going?” You have to say something out loud, not just in your head if you want to illicit an intelligent response.
Oh, and Leandro Barbosa is “the blur”, not AB!
No, Blur are the Blur…
I’d love to see a video of a 5’9″ white guy whiffing a high 5 with AB.
I obviously missed the mark with this entry. The one thing I hate is when journalists put themselves into the story, or make themselves the story. Rick Riley for one bugs the shit out of me. So when this happened, I thought it would be funny to feign indignation and self-importance, in parody of Riley and others. Actually, the self-importance I didn’t have to feign. It also just seemed like a funny thing a blogger would do – get pissed because he didn’t have his unspoken role-play fantasy fulfilled when he met a sports star. Kind of like when I meet Shane Battier one day and he doesn’t offer to play one-on-one even though I don’t get up the nerve to ask him. Bet your ass I’ll blog it out.
In truth his response was a throw-off “leave me alone”, and it is too early in his career to start big-timing. Trust me on that, I’m a responsible member of the journalist community.
We don’t allow responsible members of the journalist community here!
WHATS FUNNY IS THE FACT THAT AB IS NOT EVEN LIKE THAT…. HE SHYS AWAY FROM ATTENTION AND GETTING A BIGG HEAD….. WHAT U NEED TO DO IS GET A LIFE AND STOP HATING ON PEOPLE U WISH U COULD BE…… DAMN