Dr. Jerry Buss: The Sport Illustrator

This was originally going to be typed up into a two paragraph post about why the NBA All Star game this past weekend was unanimous every year and with "God's gift to earth" Kate Upton being on the cover of the Sports Illustrated: Swimsuit Issue again, but I had to suspend those plans after I found out that Los Angeles Lakers owner Dr. Jerry Buss has passed away at Cedars-Siani hospital earlier today from cancer.

I'm not going to say much other than that I was very fortunate to see him and photograph him in person at two separate occasions. As a matter a fact, his Hollywood Walk Of Fame ceremony from October 2006 was not only the first of many Walk Of Fame events that I've attended, but it was the VERY first event that I got to see many celebrities and entertainers in person who were also in attendance on that day, such as Tom Arnold, Snoop Dogg, Paris Hilton (when she was still friends with Kim Kardashian before her sex tape was released leaked) and Paula Abdul as well since she was a former Lakers Girl back in the day. Shit, I even first saw Kobe Bryant there and the Lakers team of that time. I skipped class that day at Los Angeles Valley College to not miss this event.

That just shows the type of style that Dr. Buss was in this city. The last I saw him was at Game 1 of the 2010 NBA Finals outside Staples Center, when he pulled up to the Valet parking  in his Rolls Royce Phantom with some young fine lady, and the best part was that his team won that season, which was one of the best moments in my life, yet, Dr Buss had several of those moments in his life. Much condolences and many thanks to the Buss family and the Lakers organization.

Putting Lin My Two Weeks

President's Day weekend, Washington's Birthday, or whatever the hell this past three day weekend was labeled, fell way below the curve.

Wasn't able to obtain the Air Jordan White/Cement IVs since the Footlocker I went to only sold 20 of the 25 pairs ( the other five went to the sales associates) There were two people in front of me at the line before one of the sales associates announced that the shoes were sold out after the third person in front of me got his pair. Nothing but random acts of shadyness. This was like the time when I was gonna get a pair Nike Dunk SB "Skate or Dies" four Februarys ago in 2008. I called the Active in Burbank, since that one was closer, every day around the week that they were supposed to drop cause the thing about Nike SB's is that they have no official release dates, the stores sells them whenever the shipment of the SB's come in (you start becoming knowledgeable about this type of this when you have interest in sneakers) I didn't call them on St. Valentines Day cause I was with some girl from Pierce College at the time, and then on the day after I called them, they told me that the Skate or Dies were already gone the day before. That shit was fucked up, but shit happens.

Just like I did with the Skate or Dies, I'll get over myself not getting the White/Cement IV's which I've been thinking about ever since they announced it late last year. Fools were spending their tax refunds on it which was smart for Nike to drop the shoe around this time during the month, as well as the All Star game the week before and Michael Jordan's 49th birthday which many people in line at the Panorama Mall didn't know about when I asked them that. This isn't a upset rant or an outbusrt or some type of therapy reflecting. I'm just telling what happened. And the people that gave up sleeping in bed or bathing for long hours to get these? I'll give props to the ones who REALLY want these just to wear for the lore and historic legacy of the IV's but NO FUCKING PROPS AT ALL to the one ones who've never seen Do The Right Thing or know anything about these kicks and just want to make a quick profit off of them (for example: Flight Club LA is selling these for almost $400). But the bottom line is this: I just wanted the shoes.

Mainly the ONLY positive portion this entire past weekend was watching the New York Knicks defeating the fuck out of Dallas Mavericks on Sunday Morning. Never a fan of both teams, especially Dallas since the swept the Lakers in the playoffs last year and Lamar Odom left Lakerland to go play for Mark Cuban's team which was bullshit. Plus, I think the media should just lay low of the gassing and the overhype on everything about Jeremy Lin from the Knicks, including the writers from Saturday Night Live from last weeks episode that I didn't see, yet I did read about it later. Dude's a excellent persistent athlete based on his performance last Sunday, but please just leave out his personal life in the press and respect the man's performance on the court. Like I said in the previous post, he's just doing his job of Lin-ning... I mean Winning games like every other sports athlete, which got him on the cover of this weeks Time Magazine and Sports Illustrated.

Speaking of Sports Illustrated....

Bought this during the campout, was surprised that all the young dudes there didn't give a damn about my copy of the Swimsuit Issue. I'm just glad to see Kate Upton get the cover this year but wouldn't been more better if she got it last year.

I'll end this here. I felt like myself as some 15 year old High School freshman typing this post about sneakers, basketball and women in swimsuits. Staying on the topic of age, I'll be turning 24 just two Mondays from now, on the 5th of March. SHOUTOUT TO ALL THE FELLOW PISCES OUT THERE! There's gonna be at least two different birthdays every day next month aside from mine. Thanks for taking your time reading this and get me something good in 13 days.