Roseanne Is Watching
Never, ever sleep on Dr. LIC's post from this morning. My Boston hate is wearing me out, so suffice it to say that synthetic drama and that city are strange bedfellows.
I spent a while during last night's game thinking about money in the NBA. Specifically, money and Kobe. Say what you will about Bryant, but admit it's fascinating that he's worth hundreds of millions, and just doesn't seem like he'd care about it all that much. He bought that helicopter, to save time on his commute to the gym. And I'm sure Vanessa burns through a good deal of his paycheck.
Think about it: From what you know of Kobe, does he seem like someone with much interest in accumulating material goods? He's a megalomaniac, but for him, that all flows to and from basketball dominance. For someone supposedly so Hollywood, Bryant can be awfully tone deaf to celebrity. Even those Jackass spots, which are the closest he's come in years to any kind of pop culture relevance (or least transcendence of the sports world), are all about him the master athlete. Thank god martial arts are in fashion.
Garnett's low-key flashy, has a crew, etc. The Celtic that interests me most on this front is Allen, he of the art collection and interest in cooking for himself. I'm sure he lives a comfortable buppie lifestyle, but I can't quite see him lamping like a multi-millionaire. He seems a little too sensible, tasteful, and discreet, arguably his biggest flaws as a player (or why he's been neglected). I'm guessing Ray Ray likes to travel, and that art don't come free. But as with Kobe, for some reason I don't see him pushing much past a single, slightly customized Benz.
This is largely speculative, and I hope someone will pop up to prove me wrong. That or we can spend the rest of this afternoon having fun with this.
You should also read my column on Beasley, who is rapidly becoming a major force in my life.
And I'm finally reading Breaks of the Game, which is cool if a little preachy. I did, however, learn about this guy Howard Slusher, an agent and Buber scholar who wrote a Buber-esque book on sports. Amazon's messing with me, so here's a JSTOR link to something else he did.