All Another Day

"It's ironic
I had the brew, she had the chronic
The Lakers beat the Supersonics"
--Good Day, Ice Cube

So that was the real version; what follows is the fake version, written by yours truly sometime around the end of my senior year of high school (fortunately, I'm past the rap stage of my writing career). I came across the written version of it over the weekend, while cleaning out my desk (other items in the same drawer included two Canavan essays entitled "Can Grant Hill Shut Down Jane Eyre?" and "Kinsella Breaks Finals Record With 31 in Fourth Quarter," respectively. Neither have any bearing on the story whatsoever, but merely reflected my desire to include the subject of said essays in a sports headline, rather than a stupid "Imagery in Jane Eyre" kind of title. Anyways, here's the copy of "Good Day," deLL-style...

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Just wakin' up in the mornin', gotta thank God
I don't know, but today seems kinda odd
No trash talk from the fools, no school
And goin' to B's casa to play pool
I got my H-P, but didn't pound it
Finally got a ball that was lost, but we found it
Grabbed my trunks for later as I take a pee
In the other room, we're blasting Warren G
We gotta go, 'cause we got to play Men-try
And if Chris throws a lob, I can bang it gent-ly
Had to run to those short rims
Passin' off my shoulders and dribblin' off my shins
And me and Chris are all grins
Got a call from Sim, and we'll be dunkin' on him
Walked up to strangers and I'm askin' y'all
Have you ever seen us play basketball?
Get us on one team and we're trouble
Last week, messed around and picked up triple-doubles
Freakin' Slobby every way like MJ
I can't believe, today was a good day

(cue the girls singin' that nice little back-up part for the chorus)

Creep to I-n-I in the Mustang (a note here: Suss' friends
all call it I-n-I and have no idea why, because he picked up on it when
B said it and just figured it was a normal nickname for the fine burger
establishment)
Still a little tired, but it ain't no thang
'Cause in a little while, we'll be watchin' "Blue Chips"
Listen to the Prince, comin' on a new tip (I'm pretty sure that's the
Fresh Prince, as opposed to the Artist Formerly Known as...)
No question, Mike and Chris are glad that they finished their testin'
As I'm in the back seat restin'
Went back to my house, we was watchin' college basketball
It's DePaul-Seton Hall
Wake him up, wake him up, wake him up, wake him
Watchin' wit a big group of people, but Tim can't take 'em
'Cause he's sleepin', sleepin' and creepin', sleepin' and creepin'
Sleepin' even half past four o'clock, just heard the door knock
It's Johnny May, and he wants to shoot the rock
Plus the Bruins I know just killed SC
Battle of L.A., today was a good day

Back to Mike B's house soon
Turned on a game been tryin' to see since the last June
It's ironic, Nicky hit a thirty-five footer
The Lakers beat the Supersonics
Flipped on the ESPN
In time for the end, of Duke and Maryland
And Joe's tip-in was clutch, so clutch
So clutch, that Parks couldn't do much
Ballgame's done around six
We didn't hesitate to head off and check the Mix (probably dancing in
the aisles and trying to make Langford laugh)
Went to pick up K.K. and we're drivin'
Stuck in the trunk, I'm survivin', she said "Yes," high-fivin'
I was glad everything was all right
Headed down to church for the Knott's all night
Today was like one of those rare dreams
Chris and I are makin' up our national all-hair teams
Yes, Devin Davis must be in the top five
Shupe's comin' over, and he's got Live (that would be NBA Live '95, greatest basketball game ever made on any system)
Even saw the lights of the Goodyear Blimp
And it read, "Teoh's a Shrimp"
Playin' live and we're throwin' up
Halfcourt treys, and with Reggie I'm blowin' up
Side and I didn't even go to period trey
I gotta say it was a good day
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Enjoyable stuff, right? I'm okay if it wasn't that enjoyable, but it's a lazy way to take up a huge amount of space on a day I can't really write too much. Gotta respond to an explosion of comments on yesterday's blog (for me, three is definitely an explosion):
- "Trevor Time sounds a little gay to me. Like I'm about to see a little man in short pants sing show tunes."
- "Trevor Time < "Game Over" [Gagne Time]"
I'm actually in agreement with the latter statement; my buddy Bernie and I rated the closer walks yesterday, and "Welcome to the Jungle" is a perfect song for Gagne, coupled with his personality and the flashing scoreboards with all the Gagne heads on them--it's hard to top. Even as a Padre fan, I can admit that there's not much that beats watching a Gagne save at home (as long as he's not doing it to San Diego). Trevor Time, not gay at all, ranks second--I'm telling you, the bells make it happen. Mo Rivera coming in to "Enter Sandman" ranks third, but only because I've never seen it in person. I'm sure that in any post-season game (except for 2001 World Series Game 7 and 2004 ALCS Game 4), watching Mo come to the mound with a Yankee lead in the ninth would have been pretty spectacular. Keith Foulke has "Mother" by Danzig, Smoltz had "Thunderstruck" last year in the ATL (just ripping off Trevor's AC/DC selection), my buddy from last year, Rocky Biddle, had "I Want to Rock" by Twisted Sister--unfortunately, it was the hitters that proceeded to Rock poor Rockpile and the Twins' Joe Nathan has "Rock Star" by Everclear. I know there are others, but that's enough to prove that Gagne and Trev (with Mo in third) stand head and shoulders above the rest of baseball.

- "Sam Rockwell is the guy you are referring to in 'Hitchhiker's'. He is an amazing actor, easily top 5 for me."
Respect to Sam Rockwell. He is indeed a good actor, and my apologies for forgetting his name. Won't happen again.

- "Yes, we are seeing Ep. III before the uber geeks in front of Mann's Chinese will. I love FOX."
I hope that seeing before the uber geeks doesn't make us uber-uber geeks. At least we won't be dressing up. I mean, of course I'll bring my light-saber, but I'm definitely leaving my Vader helmet at home...

- "May I request a 'Spoiler Disclaimer' next time before pertinent facts regarding television series are disclosed?"
I attempted to do so here: "If you didn't see the episode last night and don't want to know Jack's choices here, skip ahead or stop reading or something. Otherwise (all two of you), please proceed..." However, I understand the folly in ruining shows and movies; it's happened all too often to me, too. "Million Dollar Baby" was the most recent example, getting ruined by one of our broadcast associates in the morning meeting Monday after it came out. You need to allow some time for people to see the thing, you know? In the best interests of brothers who may be in finals and unable to view television shows for an extended period of time, I hereby vow to develop a more effective disclaimer when discussing relevant show content...

- "no, a 2 hour baseball game wouldn't make it ok. it would make it 2 hours less than the usual torturous affair. if michael jackson sleeps with a boy for 4 hours instead of the usual 8, does that somehow make it ok? no."
Because the natural progression is to go from watching baseball to sleeping with little boys, right? I see how the two are linked...

Bible study tonight, to be led by the very capable Cary Blanchard. All Ephesians, all the time. Game on afterward: hopefully Denver can beat San Antonio and send it to a Game 7, because I still really don't like the Spurs. Loved watching Ray-Ray and the Sonics last night--they'll provide a big test for whoever wins tonight's series. The other one in the West (I honestly couldn't care less about the Eastern Conference) will be tremendous, as long as Dallas pulls it out--Nash against his old team, the two best running teams in the league; I'll be looking forward to games like 135-125, in regulation. And so the work day begins...