What's up everyone, hope the weekend's going a little better for you so far than it's been for Rodney Stuckey; glad to see he's alright. Also wanna (somewhat belatedly) wish the best of luck to the teams competing in the AUS basketball playoffs this weekend, and the worst of ills to the organizers of the Tim Hortons Brier, who ousted this cherished annual event for my hometown with a fucking curling tournament.After I spent my last post shamelessly shredding one man's efforts to produce an accurate, thought-provoking piece of literature, I only figured it fair to share some of the good.
The other day, my boy Duncan shot me a link to Club Trillion, a basketball diary by Ohio State 12th man Mark Titus. Why Club Trillion? Well, Titus is hilariously honest and the name references the box score of a player who spent one minute on the court and recorded no statistics. Making light of his somewhat complementary role on the team helped Titus gain notoriety, but it's no shock that his site's become extremely popular. His articulate irreverence puts an entertaining spin on his perspectives from the proverbial "best seat in the house", and although he needs to censor himself for obvious reasons, is blunt and uncompromising. If you enjoy basketball and/or good writing, his blog definitely belongs in your rotation.
Stay tuned over the next couple days; I'll be back in action early next week. Enjoy the beers, the ball (...the curling if you must...) and the rest of the weekend. Peace.
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