I've been ill the past couple of days, and had a flu-like inspired dream this morning where the Lakers were ****ing up the sweep tomorrow night...
So I'm there *****ing and complaining to the Lakers to get their asses moving, and before I know it Jason Kidd is asking me to play, as though we are in a pick-up game!
So I'm playing, and there's Jerry West on the wing, and of course we are both out of shape and having a hard time putting the ball in the basket, and I'm asking Jerry where the hell is Shaq, but before you know it, I'm making bucket after bucket and securing the sweep!
Sometimes, having the flu ain't such a bad thing!