I expect many today will waste words crying about the Suns. I'm not a man of many words, but we all knew this was coming. Maybe this isn't a traditional elegy, but it's definitely not a eulogy.

July 2010 can't arrive any faster.

What's a-matter boy? C'mon, it's time to eat...

>I know Mama. He was my team. I'll do it.

I see dead playoff teams.

They only see what they want to see. But they don't know they're dead.


Faster! Faster Nashi! Don't look back! Keeprunnin' and gunnin'! Keep runnin' and gunnin'!

You can breathe, you can breathe c'mon...

If he dies, he dies.
Kobe Bryant: MamBison shot Old Yeller after revealing Bruce Willis was dead all along, even though it was supposed to be an exhibition. And then he ate Bambi's mother.

About the author: AnacondaHL is the Chief Internet Media Relations and Security Officer for Basketbawful and a grizzled Internet veteran who watches in despair as his favorite team, the Phoenix Suns, prepare for the 2009 draft. When not wasting time at his Clark Kent job to read BasketBawful, he can be found playing the Internet computer game du jour, watching animes about robots playing basketball (serious. ly.), wondering why the Diamondbacks have seven team colors, and browsing other obscure things on the Internet. He hopes someday to learn four languages, discover a completely un-theorized particle of quantum physics (and I would obviously name it after myself, not something stupid like Y(4140)), name the largest number in the world after himself, and to eat a crab grown in Akron.

Labels: Bambi, double facepalm, fan submissions, Phoenix Suns, potato suck race, spoilering classic movie plots, whining

So on Wednesday afternoon, after getting stuck on traffic and finding myself on Stockton Boulevard (the main drag through South Sacramento), I realized that I wasn't too far from a few thrift stores in the south area. So hey, thought I, maybe I'll find some goodies for my camera (as Nikon's lens compatibility goes all the way back to about the time of the birth of Greg Oden).

While I didn't find those...I did find these two not-so-keepsakes at bargain prices. First off, Thrift Town at Stockton and Lawrence provided this "gem" -- a Darius Songaila plastic bobblehead worth only $3! So I took an impromptu photo of it in its environs outside, with a blank billboard in view. And yes, there was a second Songaila bobblehead available, assuming there is any demand for this lacktion figure of a role player now cashing in millions as part of the Washington Wizards Generals.


After that was done, I headed over to the Goodwill Store at Franklin and Florin, across the street from an abandoned Albertsons and Burger King duo. Not expecting to find more cartoonish representations of bawful, I ended up finding a Bobby Jackson doll from a Subway promotion -- for those who do believe that working way too hard for mediocrity will be rewarded! Like the Songalia shot, I framed this representation of the Kings' current operating budget pretty much near where I purchased it.


Somehow, I actually paid a dollar more for that, despite the not-so-lifelike detailing! Amazing.

Labels: action figures, Bobby Jackson, Darius Songaila, fan submissions, potato suck race, Sacramento Kings, stupid toys, Suckramento