A pretty debilitating loss to a bunch of lucky, untalented ass-clowns. Actually, one had talent, but he was a whiner. Where our shots were rolling around the rim and falling out, theirs were fallin in. I felt like an elephant trainer, cleaning up crap off the floor with all of their circus shots. That makes us 3-1 with a tough game next week.
Everyone remarks how my mouth hangs open with my tounge out. I just say how much I look like the greatest that ever lived.