Crazy⑧s;157845 said:
The reason a deal isn?t already done is because Donnie Walsh is exercising great patience. He knows that the Nuggets? bargaining position isn?t as strong as they?d like people to believe. He thinks he can get Anthony and Billups for Gallinari, Felton and a first round pick (or Anthony Randolph), but it sounds like the Nuggets are continuing to ask for more.
But time?s a wastin?. The Nuggets aren?t likely to let the trade deadline pass without getting something for Carmelo. The team isn?t playing well and they aren?t a threat to make a strong playoff push with a fractured locker room. If Denver balks at a trade with the Knicks, then the Nuggets risk going the way of the Cavs or Raptors?and look at those teams now.
http://network.yardbarker.com/nba/a...t_office_fractured_over_carmelo_talks/4179561
Yes! Excellent thread.
Damn. There is an irrefutable, paramount truth in play, as it has been for months. And 99% of every article that has been written about Melo is fatally flawed because of it's ignorance to it. Whether it's willful ignorance or not, which I'd say it partially is because the relative simplicity of this situation requires more nuance and thoughtful critique than most sports writers are willing to endeavor.
If we accept the ~fact~ that Melo will only sign an extension here; every talk of this Nets & Co has the gravitas of the desperate ravings of a lunatic. It's all in their head, their fantasies, their whimsy of emotional clawing.
Breaking News: iSayUghh Re-Enagages Vigorously In Efforts To Insert His Dick Into Ivana Trump's Mouth.
Ya don't say, old boy.
In this scenario, I am DEN, Ms. Trump is Carmelo, and my phallus -- the most insignificent and figuratively impotent charachters of them all -- are The Jersey Boys.
Typically, Ivana tosses some change at my courderoy slacks and fulfils the drstiny of her desire to bang the billionaire Greek boytoy, who, while still unrefined, has the initimatable power of his family and legacy (this is a joint analogy for New York Knicks, as well as James Clown Dolan).
My dick will still simply be serviced by the stale, reptition of Palmela (aka The Jersey Boy's predictable trot towards losing and looking up the alpha male of the tri-state).
And me, personally, I accept the situation, let it happen, and go to bed to fight another day when the vicissitudes of life are at least somewhat in my favor. The simple lure of getting off, getting something done, not feeling abject failure -- it's strong.
I'd say this happens 9999/10000 in this situation at hand. Unless "I" roofie "Ivana" somehow with no one noticing, perform mind control, and sway her. Possible? Sure. Plausible? **** no. Even if she's mad desperate and hasn't been laid in months, top choice steak holds out for the Viking grill 99x outta a hundrid. It doesn't settle because a camp fire on the Jersey Shore is going.
Let us not be swayed by the ugly, douchey, transparently insecure kid at the bar making a lot of noise at last hour, and actually think he is going to get laid. It doesn't happen. I know. And New Jersey knows.
/mixed metaphors.
Let's let this play out, give Wheels credit, hope he doesn't buckle to Dolan and media fervor, and let freedom reign.
