Thursday, October 20

What's That Smell

You smoked cigarettes in the locker room, and smelled like month-old cabbage stew. And we loved you for it. You were the best big-man flopper ever, and no one ever complained. Maybe I'm greedy and can't deal with the fact that you are not the swift young center that you were in 86' but you were the only Laker not named Shaq that I ever liked and man am I gonna miss you.

Doviđenja, Vlade.

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