what an odd game, folks. the powerhouse 85-0 harlem globetrotters, who normal run circles around the 0-85 nationals, seem to be struggling to find their groove in front of their hometown fans.
oh, another awful call. there is no way that was travelling.
in all my years of basketball, i was never so happy to hear a halftime buzzer. folk, i'm afraid if the second half doesn't get any better, i expect a full scale riot.
i think that ball just blew up. and yes, my hair is aflame.
i think it's safe to say we're all rooting for this bizarre and hideous looking man.