Camp Howdy

Ron Artest, lord I love how he's brought our team back from the dead, but, Ole Ron mouthed off the Kings were the sleeper team to beat and they could take it all.

San Antonio has a 30 point lead at the half, of the first game.

Can ya say, payback? Whuppin? Danged old man Nick Van Excel lit it up . . . too.

Please plan accordingly.

Tonight: at Nashville,
5 p.m.

Sunday: at Nashville,
10 a.m., Channel: 11 Channel: 3 Channel: 8

Tuesday: at San Jose,
7:30 p.m.

Thursday: at San Jose,
7:30 p.m.

April 30: at Nashville,
5:30 p.m.*

May 2: at San Jose,
7:30 p.m.*

May 4: at Nashville,
TBA*

*If Necessary

Yes, we're still talking sports. Ignore at will.

Morford sucks as a sportwriter. I bet his daddy is an ex-military full-bird Captain.

" . . . He is pockmarked by scandal, buffeted by storms of disapproval and infighting and nascent impeachment."

Not just regular impeachment, the NASCENT type.

:bigassgrin:

He gave up a leadoff triple to Curtis Granderson and then a ground single up the middle to Placido Polanco, causing consternation and worry and impromptu conjugations of the verb "suck."

At Johnnie's around 5'ish. Be there or be square......

Not much else to say but........you'll be bummin if'n ya miss this one!

OK, so two peanuts are walkin' down the street lookin' for somethin' to do after a long day at the Planters factory. As they're walkin' along, the first peanut says 'Hey lets go to the piano bar'. The second peanut declines. 'OK, lets hit the disco' Once again the second peanut says no. Just then, the second peanut makes a sharp turn down a dark alley. The first peanut yells 'Hey what are you doing?', and hears a loud scream, and the distinctive sound of a shell cracking. Horrifically he realizes....

The second peanut's been a salted.


Sailin' wednesday night? Still got one boat in the water. Supposed to be nice.