What's Wrong With The Lakers?

What’s wrong with the Lakers? Why are they so terrible? Leadership. It starts at the top. Jim Buss has proven to be a bust. He’s a good argument against nepotism as a means of promotion. He’s made one bad decision after another, the Dwight Howard debacle his latest and greatest. Dwight Howard doesn’t have championship in him. We should trade him while we have a chance.

D’Antoni is no better. He’s proven one thing to me, and that is being stubborn is a recipe for disaster. He hasn't played Devon Ebanks, of his best defensive players, in weeks. He should be playing Ebanks. He should not be playing Chris Duhon, Why he’s playing Duhon is a mystery. I guess he likes guys who pass the ball and then run away.            

            D’Antoni does not have a great basketball mind in my estimation. It’s clear as a bell he doesn’t have the skills or talent to turn the tide towards winning. Fire him tomorrow. Let Bernie Bickerstaff run the show. Trade Howard for Brooke Lopez to save face. Howard doesn’t have the resolve to play in Los Angeles. He won’t re-sign next season. I'll take Andrew Bynum with two bum knees over Howard any day. 

Today's Your Birthday

I went to the beach yesterday. It was my birthday. I went with a lady friend. It was a beautiful day. It was clear and sunny, and there was nobody around.

We stumbled upon a beach that I had never been to before. I didn’t even know it existed. There was a trail hidden by bushes that led to a white sand beach. I’m not telling anybody where it is. I’m keeping this one to myself. I’ve blabbed about a beach before and soon thereafter there was a mass of people hanging about. I’m not saying I had anything to do with the influx, but I’m sure it didn’t help.

            I don’t feel older, and I don’t feel younger, but it’s always special to have a birthday. I had a good day with my lady friend. She walked about and collected rocks. I sat on a rock and sang songs to myself, songs that were melodic and pretty, but without meaning or words.