This is Kevin McHale. Putting on socks. (via Fat Shawn Kemp)
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How do you mess up a wolf? It’s essentially a killer dog. I could find you probably 10,000 fifth graders with better murderous canine drawings on their Trapper Keepers than this Sherwood Forest landscape painting that the now-ousted Kevin McHale and company tried to pass off as a logo.
Ultimately, all you need to know about this thing is the description that Chris Creamer gave it on his website for identification purposes:
A wolf head next to a row of pine trees
Bill Simmons, who famously failed in his attempt to become Minnesota’s GM this summer, has a theory that every sports team should hire a VP of Common Sense whose sole role is to give a final sign-off on every decision before it’s made. It’s a solid concept, especially in this context. Because I’m pretty sure if you walked into the VPCS’ office and said “Just FYI, we’re going with The Wolf Head Next to a Row of Pine Trees for the new logo,” she would tell you that, no, you ought not do that.
Additional ridicule should be reserved for the fact that Minny’s relatively new alternate logo not only looks like it got it’s picture taken in front of the same JC Penny “Basketball Stars” photo backdrop as Emo Horse, but it also appears that the designer just downloaded the Amarok logo, opened it in Photoshop, hit “Edit –> Transform –> Flip Horizontal” and then took an early lunch.
Maybe it wasn’t just laziness though. I mean, I’m not a branding optimization consultancy expert, but I would think that half the point of having two logos is so that you can appeal to two different demographics. So this way, Minnesota captures both the Bob Ross fan demo with its main logo and the brazen thievery aficionado demo with the other. I’m pretty sure they don’t run in the same circles. I’ve been to the chat rooms.
Bob Ross called this landscape “Happy Trees and the Mad Dog.”
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The man we affectionately call Switchblade is not fond of Celtics. (via Ball Don’t Lie)
He hates the Celtics. You know Vujacic does, but Ariza really does and always has. He even hates the Red Sox and the Patriots. Ariza, 23, and Pierce, 31, are both Inglewood cats who grew up near The Forum and loving the Lakers, and whereas Pierce has made a nice life for himself in Boston, Ariza would rather break his foot all the way through than ever be a Celtic.
And more than just hating Boston, Ariza especially hates Kevin McHale.
Ariza really has a thing for Boston, to the point that he joked he was getting post-concussion headaches again from talking about what I caught him doing before the game in Minnesota.
Ariza had a white No. 32 Celtics jersey and a Sharpie marker in his Lakers locker, and he had gotten Kevin McHale’s autograph on it.
What the …?
No way did Ariza want it for himself. He was just too good [of] a friend to say no to the request for a favor. He was, in fact, too sickened by the whole process to do it himself, so he asked a Target Center locker-room attendant to go get the signature from the guy far more famous for being a Celtics legend than the Timberwolves’ coach.
“I’m ashamed,” Ariza said. “I am. I’m ashamed.
Ironically, Boston-hater Trevor Ariza can likely consider Celtic patriarch Kevin Garnett a compatriot in the “Sickened by the Mere Idea of Kevin McHale Club.”
Latrell Sprewell is not only a member; he’s the player president.
Kevin teaches Kevin how to do the Harlem Shake.
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