Sat 5th Jan 2019
On my way home from work I listened to another Casefile episode. This episode covered the legendary Escape From Alcatraz case. Although Frank Morris and the Anglin Brothers weren’t the most squeaky clean and loveable people they were only ever in Alcatraz for armed robbery and attempting to escape other prisons which I think is why I don’t harbour the same hatred and scorn that I do towards other well known criminals. Plus you can’t help but tip your hat to the fact that they made it out of the prison after one hell of an escape plan. Of all the famous unsolved mysteries this one is up there with the Jack the Ripper murders as the one I would most love to know the answer to. It seems unlikely that we will ever know what happened to Morris and the Anglin brothers (they would all be in their 90s if they were still alive) and the more you hear about the case the more factors come to light that casts doubt on their survival (how would they have gotten through the city while dressed in wet prison clothes and even if they decided to change clothes where the hell would they get them from?). I hope that one day there is a new lead that gives us a new insight into the escapees fates. I was really good with my diet today, having only a bowl of cereal for breakfast and water to drink all day. I was planning on having a light snack when I got home but once I did I weighed myself and discovered that I was down to 13 stone 6 pounds so I decided not to have any more food for the rest of the day. Luckily I’m not feeling as tempted for unhealthy food as I assumed I would be at this point (although ask me again tomorrow unless you bump into me tomorrow and I end up eating you).
Later I read the first few issues of Hush Returns in which Bruce Wayne’s old friend turned enemy Thomas Elliot AKA Hush returns to Gotham. He quickly runs into Joker who has his goons kick the shit out of him and warn him that Gotham is his territory. I’m enjoying the first few editions of this comic but I know that it slips slowly in quality as it goes on. I also learned some more Japanese which is going well but getting much more complicated as it goes along. The Japanese phonetic translation of “I have four children” is “Kodomo Ga Yo Nin Imasu” and the visuals I need to picture in order to remember are the wrestler Koko B Ware (Ko), Homer Simpson and Moe (Domo), Lady Gaga (Ga), yawning (yo nin) and “in my soup” (imasu). Hopefully I won’t need to picture these insane visuals in order to remember the damn words.
Sun 6th Jan 2019
Tuned into last night’s Lakers vs Knicks game. The Knicks maintained a 10 point gap on the Lakers for the first half. A highlight for me was early in the first half where Lance Stephenson and Brandon Ingram teamed up with a brilliant behind the back pass into a slam dunk. Near the end of the second half the Lakers manged to fight back thanks to KCP and Lonzo Ball and made it a 4 point game. Although Brandon Ingram did fuck all in the first half but he did redeem himself by dunking just before the half time buzzer went off but the star players of the game who were consistent throughout. McGee scored a shit load of points in the opening of the third quarter and the Lakers clawed their way back to make it a 2 point difference at 81-83. Near the end of the third quarter they finally surpassed the Nicks and overtook them 85-84 and then followed up with a spectacular play with Ingram scoring a further three pointer as the Knick’s coach David Fizdale to call for a time out. When the scores stood at 97-96 to the Lakers KCP fucked up a three pointer and a subsequent foul lead to a free throw which tied the game back up and the last seven minutes were a real back and forth. Then the shit hit the fan when KCP got shouldered in the chest but the fuckwit ref called it as a defensive foul which was bullshit and unfortunately it was downhill for the Lakers from there. The shitty ref call must has hit a nerve with the Lakers because the Knicks started scoring goals for the remainder of the game and ended up winning. I wouldn’t have minded the Lakers getting their asses kicked if it was against a decent team but the current version of the Knicks are a bunch of jobbers. They’ve lost the last eight matches they’ve played so you’d think this would be an easy win for them. Typical, the year I start following the Lakers they start playing like shit, losing to jobbers and LeBron James suffers a fucking injury!
Late in the afternoon I made the journey to Newcastle to spend an hour in an isolation tank. I’ve heard about the benefits of isolation tanks for a while and according to Joe Rogan (who has one) they sometime produce really trippy hallucinations in people. I got two buses to the place and arrived 45 minutes early so I went to Morrison’s for a light lunch. Mindful of my diet I settled on some turkey slices with some Moroccan humus which was delicious but the fact that I ate it while huddled outside of the building combined with my general scruffy look got me a few sympathetic looks from pedestrians. Finally I went to the spa and was welcomed and briefed on what the process involved. First you have to shower beforehand to get rid of any stray hairs then it’s tank time. The tank is filled with salty water that makes you float while you lie in the dark, in silence alone with only your thoughts. I was hoping that being deprived of my senses for a while would lead to my brain shutting off and possibly some sort of crazy trip being induced. However I constantly thought about how much longer I had to go before the session ran out and also I kept bumping into the sides of the tank and had to gently push myself off. About half way through I did start to see strange shapes and colours emerging from the darkness and towards the very end of the session my brain did start going a mile a minute with hundreds of nonsensical thoughts and random images popping into my mind in quick succession. Just as it was starting to get quite fucking trippy the lights and music came back on signifying the end of the session…fuck! I emerged from the tank covered in salt (feeling like how a fish must feel after it is fished out of the sea) and showered feeling undeniably more weightless and light headed than I was when I was in the tank so the relaxation benefits are certainly real. I’d like to have another go so that I can try and get the full experience of the hallucinations because this time around I only got a quick taster but altogether it was an interesting experience nonetheless
Mon 7th Jan 2019
This morning Tony was tickled by a TripAdvisor review of the cafe which contained the sentence: “I ordered the egg muffin but I was expecting a bit more than just eggs in a muffin”. This retarded review rightly gave me and Tony a good chuckle and gave me a massive sense of relief because normally I’m the idiot who says stupid things and gets laughed at by Tony so it was nice to know that nothing I could say would top this moron’s review. Continuing on with the idea of stupid reviews I pretended to be a dissatisfied customer and said to Tony “I visited this cafe this morning and was outraged to discover that the coalslaw didn’t even have any coal in it”. This gave Tony a big laugh and then he went back to looking at his phone. However 30 minutes later after not saying a word he announced out of nowhere “I ordered a jacket potato but I was expecting a raincoat” So basically this means he’d been sat there for half an hour trying to think of more silly wordplay and that was the best one he could think of. Of all the jobs I’ve had (four) I have definitely laughed the most while working at my current job thanks in no small part to Tony and his unique worldview. Though to be fair I suppose there were some funny things about my previous two jobs if they weren’t happening to me. Aldi’s policy of all the males being clean shaven for instance, the idea that people with no facial hair are more equipped to stack boxes of Pringles on shelves than those with a beard is sort of amusing but when they’re saying this to me straight faced and giving me written warnings when I come in with the tiniest bit of stubble on my face then I fail to see the funny side. Likewise it would sort of be a funny idea if a fictional boss told their fictional employee that they’d had two many sick days despite the fact they’d only had two in the space of nine months and then put them on a written warning. However when that’s actually happening to you and you realise that you have to come into work no matter how ill you are feeling then there’s not really that much humour to be found in that situation.
On the way home I did a bit more studying for my motorcycle test which I’m now really looking forward since I seem to have gotten a good chunk of the book memorized. When I got home Luna was already in full blown scream mode. She has been mostly sleeping all day and staying awake all night but apparently today she just hadn’t given it a rest for almost a full day. I tried making silly noises at her to calm her down which to my surprise actually worked and even got a little smile out of her (which then disappeared as soon as Mam fetched her phone to get a picture of her smiling and she then refused to do it again). Eventually I did manage to get her off to sleep by singing / humming Yellow Submarine to her again meaning Mam and I had half an hour to relax. We watched an episode of Only Connect which has got to be the most fucking difficult quiz ever devised as you basically have to be either a University graduate or a fucking super geek in order to do well at it. One of the questions was a “What comes next” question where the first three panels were a courtroom, The Great British Bake Off and a boxing match, and the object was to guess what came fourth in the sequence. Mam correctly guessed that this was a question about judges as a courtroom trial has one judge, Bake Off has two and a boxing match three so she guessed that the fourth panel would be Strictly Come Dancing which has four. Neither of us got another question right until the Connecting Wall round where there are a board of 16 panels with things written in them and you have to divide them into groups of four and determine what connects them. I correctly deduced that the panels with “Rango”, “Wood”, “Grape” and “Duke” we’re connected as they are all roles played by Johnny Depp. Man however broke the tiebreak and won when she realised that the panels with “Opportunity”, “Handshake”, “Retriever” and “Mile” were all words that could be preceded by “Golden” and since neither of us got another one right for the whole game means that Mam won out of me and her but she totally didn’t because we were just playing for fun and it wasn’t like a competition or anything alright?
I had planned to watch some more Red Dwarf but I got sidetracked first by watching Hollyoaks then by watching some of Wrestle Kingdom 13. Hollyoaks featured the opening statements from Buster’s trial. This was an extremely emotional episode as you would imagine for such a sensitive subject matter. Ollie tearing up as he gave evidence against his former teacher was kind of hard to watch. However the fact that early in the episode Ollie says to one of his friends who comes to check on him that the case against Buster is overwhelming and that he conviction is “basically in the bag” is basically code for “he’s going to get off and this storyline is going to drag on for another year”. If that’s what they decide to do them that’s fine because there are plenty of creative avenues to take this story down I just wish they didn’t make it so blatantly obvious. Finally I decided not to bother watching the Lakers game after I had the result spoiled by Google when I innocently typed the team’s name into my search bar and it threw up the scores!! What the fuck Google?! If I typed “Crying game” into the search bar would it flash up “THE GIRL HAS A DICK!!”? (Sorry if you haven’t seen it).
So instead on the advice of my friend Halilaj I bought the New Japan World app and watched the first part of Wrestle Kingdom 13. After seeing that the show would be FIVE HOURS LONG (and wondered if 4 1/2 hours of the show would be Kenny Omega’s match) I realised o was going to have to watch the show in chunks. The Kota Ibushi vs Will Ospreay match was really good even if it did feature a really scary bump where Ibushi German suplexed Ospreay off the middle rope and he was supposed to flip backwards and land on his feet but he landed right on the top of his fucking head then stood up as if it hadn’t happened. I love New Japan and the wrestlers but I’d be lying if this new rise in popularity of high risk / strong style didn’t have me a little bit worried for the safety of the performers. Moderation is the key to any good art form and while every New Japan match is always entertaining and any match on the card has enough great spots and sequences in it to justify putting it in the main event, that style certainly takes a toll and I wish that the wrestlers would decide to do all of the more risky stuff when it really mattered. Now granted this was the biggest show of the year and had the most people watching so if ever there was an event that really mattered it was this one. So it makes sense that they would break out the big guns for this particular show, but there’s still a little bit of me that watched these matches with a sense of dread because there’s a heightened sense that something may go wrong
Tue 8th Jan 2019
Plowing through the amazing Wrestle Kingdom event and today I found time to watch Zack Sabre Jr vs Tomihiro Ishii at work. Holy shit Ishii got jobbed the fuck out! Generally Ishii is regarded is one of New Japans most sacred cows who is alway sort of protected and is always booked to be a tank who always goes the distance but I think he got maybe five offensive moves in the whole match. My friend Halilaj explained to me that ZSJ has been pushed to the moon since signing with New Japan full time including getting clean wins over Tanahashi and Okada. I’m not quite sure how I feel about ZSJ just yet, he’s easily the best technical wrestler out there and the creative ways he finds to transition from one submission hold into another and yet make it look so natural is so fucking cool. However I don’t think he’s a very good seller and also he has the physique of every Apple genius ever. One thing that can’t be denied is that he has the best named finisher in wrestling, his modified crab is named “Orienteering With Napalm Death” which is a nod to a Stewart Lee routine. This is an excellent instance of using a reference to British comedy in a wrestling move but it’s not THE best. THE best was when me and Halilaj would play wrestling in school and we named our version of the Tazzmission: “Dreamy Sleepy Nighty Snoozy Snooze” which is a brilliant nod to an episode of Father Ted.
Work was FUCKING DEAD today. It finally seems like everyone has finally gotten too exhausted to come out for food either due to a mixture of being wiped out from Christmas or because their little shithead kids have to go back to school now. It was a welcome little change of pace to not he rushing around the kitchen with trails of sweat left by my dripping balls being left on the floor. Before I left I did put in a block of days off for the start of August which is when the Edinburgh Fringe kicks off and this is going to be the year that I go. I got to finish early so that I could head off for my follow up appointment with the muscular skeletal place. I did the first round of exercises that the first therapist gave me up until the date that I was originally supposed to see her again and they had little to no effect on my neck at all so now I was hoping that they’d decide to do something different with me after realising physiotherapy wasn’t working. I got called in and was disappointed to discover that the therapist seeing me today wasn’t the sexy Irish girl I had seen two months ago. I was hoping that if I pretended that everything this new girl did to me hurt then told her it didn’t hurt at all when the Irish lass did it then she would decide to assign her to me for all my future checkups. After some more poking and prodding my neck she gave me some new exercises to do to try and fix my neck and internally I groaned because I know this is not going to work. I’m sure that I have a damaged disc in my spine and no amount of physiotherapy in the fucking thing is going to do anything. I don’t want to have surgery on the thing because fuck that but the fact is this stupid fucking neck of mine is preventing me from going to BJJ classes which is where I want to be. If it weren’t for my neck then I would be half way to getting my blue belt at this stage. I’ll give these exercises a point but I guarantee they emerged wont work or they’ll slightly work at the start and then I’ll feel exactly as shitty as I did before.
Before going home I bought some sushi from Tesco’s because I have two days off starting tomorrow and these bad boys will make great low calorie meals for those days and should go a long way towards my weight loss. My sister told me she wants to start coming for runs with me to prepare for when she goes for her police officer job in a few weeks. This sounds fun but I’m not exactly sure what advice I can possibly give her with regards to running because every time I think I have a system worked out of how best to run, I try this system out one day and it doesn’t work despite the fact that it worked the day before. Also I rarely finish my runs without either having to stop 47 times to catch my breath or work out a cramp and that’s on the nights where I don’t just give up completely after a few minutes. I don’t think my “Run for one minute, catch breath for 12 minutes, run for one minute” strategy will be terribly beneficial to my sister for the kind of job she’s going for.
I read some more of Hush Returns tonight and the middle part of the story involves Poison Ivy hunting down a group of artificially created “Park Orphans”. It’s actually really good but it does sort of reduce Hush to a side character for a good chunk of the story arc which is a shame because he is an awesome character and more than capable of sustaining and entire story arc by himself
Wed 9th Jan 2019
I finally got round to clearing (parts of) my room. I emptied the bins, hoovered the floor and took the dirty dishes downstairs and washed them. Normally with mess I won’t clean it until it starts to stink and when I stay “stink” I mean really stink because if it just stinks a little bit I’ll just spray some deodorant on it and give it another month. The new hoover Mam bought is really God damn powerful, it grips the carpet so much that pushing it feels like trying to use a hockey stick to push a barrel full of beer across the room. It had such a grip on the carpet I was expecting a referee to come in and threaten to disqualify the hoover if it didn’t break the hold after a five count. The strange thing about this hoover is that it comes with headlights so that you cane hoover in the dark. Who exactly is this hoover aimed for would you say? Presumably people who can’t take the light but had mess and germs. So this hoover’s target demographic is albinos with OCD?
After I got the cleaning out of the way I watched the final few three episodes of the most recent series of Red Dwarf which were all very enjoyable and I have now seen every single episode of this amazing show. It took me much longer than expected to get through this entire series (I’m also half way through South Park which I started watching over a year ago), not because it’s a tedious experience but because binge watching any show starts to get grating because you know there are other things you could be doing rather than just one. I have really enjoyed going through each episode and although the last two series of the original run were absolute dog smeg the rest of the series is comedy gold and I’m delighted that the cast have confirmed that the show will be back for more adventures.
After finishing Red Dwarf I decided to go for a long run (half marathon) and was enjoying it very much until I got to the town and it started to piss down. Luckily I had my bus pass on me so I got on and came home to avoid getting wet (completely overlooking the fact that if I had continued with my run then I would have ended up soaking wet even if it hadn’t been raining and I would have been about four pounds lighter). When I got home I looked up hotel prices for Edinburgh and while it looks like hotels will be ridiculously overpriced there are a lot of home owners in the city who are renting out spare rooms in their homes for those visiting. I imagine the only performers who don’t go completely skint during Edinburgh are the ones who actually live in the city, yeah they’d still have to pay for the venue but at least they wouldn’t have to pay extortionate prices for accommodation. If i were performing at the Fringe I would get myself a caravan to live in for the whole month and then I would also do my show from inside the caravan too. The show I would do would be to review 30 episodes of Byker Grove every single day in front of however many people I could fit inside the caravan. All joking aside I would genuinely like to do a podcast where I would interview ex Byker Grove cast members about their time on the show.
Finally today I watched the first episode of the amazing 1970’s children’s TV show Children of the Stones. I first watched this show in 2011 when I was on holiday from the call centre. I got drunk on a bottle of wine from the corner shop, made myself a Philly Cheese Stake and binge watched this show one sunny afternoon…best day of my life! The show concerns a scientist named Adam and his son Matt who arrive in the village of Milbury which is surrounded by an ancient stone circle in order to investigate them. We then get to meet the village’s leader Hendrick who seems to know an awful lot about the Stones and their mystical qualities too. The first thing you notice about the show is just how adult it feels with the sinister movie and the really complex and intelligent plot. So many kids shows are so damn bland that you could literally do something else while you have the show on in the background and still know what’s going on. However this is the first time I have seen a children’s show with a plot so well written that you literally have to watch every second of one episode because if you don’t you may miss something you’ll need to know for episode two to make sense. Although this series is touted as being “the scariest kids show ever made” I have to admit I’ve yet to see anything scary in it (and by my recollection nothing particularly scary happens until the final episode) but I was still gripped by the show and extremely impressed by how well thought out this was for a show aimed at kids.
Thu 10th Jan 2019
Today I finally sat down to begin work on my sitcom. I have loved comedy since an early age and have always wanted to give it a go but a combination of extreme laziness and lack of belief in myself has led me to put it off for years. However New Years is the time of year when I tend to try harder than usual to commit to things so this morning I at last got to work. I started off by doing a podcast to try and generate some ideas. Firstly I talked about my previous day, then went through the newspaper riffing on the stories and finally had a quick flick through random pages on Wikipedia to try and get ideas. To my surprise I did manage to come up with ten or so decide ideas that may fit into a sitcom format really well. The goal is to get 100 ideas on cards before I start writing my first draft and at the moment I have 60 so I’ve still got quite a way to go but if the rest of the ideas process is as enjoyable as today then it shouldn’t be so bad. From now on every day that I have a day off from work I’m going to dedicate to writing and trying to come up with ideas and after work will be for my other hobbies. Later in the day I wrote to Graham Linehan to thank him and tell him that I listened to his masterclass on how to write a sitcom and found it tremendously helpful. I also asked him if he thought that this same creative process he uses to write a sitcom could be used to write stand up and he replied:
“Maybe. It’s all about finding a process that works for you and makes you *want* to do it”
It’s really cool that he responded even though it was just a quick one this guy has made me laugh continuously since I was a schoolboy watching Father Ted and then at college watching The IT Crowd right up to the present so to have had any sort of interaction with the guy is fucking awesome.
Later in the evening I tuned into Hollyoaks to see the conclusion of Buster’s trial. It’s so fucking pathetic how nervous I was watching this, I had to stop myself from crossing my fingers in hope that this fictional paedophile got found guilty. I was assuming that he would end up getting off Scot free so that the programme could string this storyline out for another six months or so but to my relief they found him guilty and the story is now over. As I’ve said before soaps aren’t the most high brow TV but if you watch them for long enough and get to know the characters then they’ll start to feel like friends and family since you’re probably around them more than your actual friends or family and that means that when bad things happen to them it really starts to effect you like this episode did.
I later took part in a Twitter hashtag game and produced the single greatest pun in the history of humankind. The game was #condimentmovies and after rejecting a few obvious ideas I settled on one that really made me laugh: Harry Potter and the Reggae Reggae Saucerer’s Stone. I don’t want to sound arrogant but personally I think Twitter should retire all hashtag games because no-one will ever come up with anything better than that no matter what the game is!
Despite only intending to watch one episode of Children of the Stones per night I ended up binge watching all of remaining six because the show is so fucking good. With each passing episode a new clue is uncovered and the main characters find themselves edging closer and closer to the solution. The end resolution is a little hard to explain so try and keep up (I realise that it will be difficult for you to pay attention since you’re still in hysterics over the Reggae sauce joke above but just try your best). It turns out that the stone circle in the village of Avebury is connected to a black hole in space and the village leader Hendrick uses the circle to shoot all of the negative energy from his fellow villagers (whom he invites to his house one by one) into the black hole as a sacrifice to his God. The villagers all seem unusually upbeat after this process (and for some reason can do algebra really well) and are thus dubbed “happy ones”. The concluding episode involve Adam and Matt going to Hendricks house and they end up throwing his calculations out of sync after setting his clock back by five minutes. This results in a powerful beam of light shining from Hendrick’s house and all the villagers who look at it get turned to stone. Matt and Adam attempt to flee with their friends Margaret and Sandra but they too look at the beam and are also turned into stone in what is a fairly upsetting scene. Adam and Matt take cover in a sanctuary for the night and when they wake up everyone is alive again with no knowledge of Hendrick’s plot (although they do somehow remember who Adam and Matt are). Adam and Matt decide to leave the village once and for all but theorise that the events they have just witnessed are going to repeat themselves again. Sure enough as soon as they leave a man by the name of Joshua, who looks and sounds identical to Hendrick arrives and comments that Milbury will be a lovely place to retire, this is where the series ends. I still don’t think I’ve fully got my head around what happens in the show. I think the gist of it is that there will always be variations of the 53 people (each representing a stone) who will be present in the village forever and there will always be two visitors to the village who arrive there and from that point onwards no-one can leave until the connection between the stone circle and the black hole has been broken like Adam and Matt managed to do. Who the fuck knows and really who the fuck cares? (Well I do, I want to know what the fuck is going on but I probably never will so I may as well get used to it). The important thing is that this is a fucking amazing show. Only seven episodes were ever made but it’s a fantastic story, unsolvable mystery complete with beautiful scenery and wonderful characters. This is one of the best written TV shows aimed at kids I’ve ever seen and was so unlike anything else that was on TV at the time and so much more sophisticated
Fri 11th Jan 2019
After work I went to the bank to put some money into my account which was close to drying up as I’d massively lost count of how much I had spent on Christmas presents. Id like to say that it won’t happen again this Christmas but to be honest with all the gigs and experiences I’m already saving up for coupled with Wrestlemania I don’t think that the pennies I’m saving by not buying energy drinks and not getting taxis to work are going to stop me from going completely skint come Christmas time.
I remembered that the new “Stan and Ollie” movie was in theatres as of today so I went to the cinema and bought a ticket. The movie was due to start in five minutes time so I decided to pop over to Tesco’s to get some lunch and that way I would hopefully miss all of the trailers (though knowing my luck I’m betting that there was a trailer for a new movies called “Katy Perry’s Naked Maple Syrup Wrestling Movie” and dipshit over here went and missed the fucking thing). I enjoyed Stan and Ollie very much. I didn’t know the story of their final UK tour and it made for a really interesting story. I had no idea that there was ever a dip in the duo’s popularity but as the movie shows by 1953 their popularity was starting to dwindle and so a live tour seemed to be one of their only options since it wasn’t as easy for them to get movies made anymore. In terms of casting I don’t think you could get better than John C Reilly and Steve Coogan. Coogan already has a bit of a resemblance to Stan Laurel and has the voice nailed for this film. The makeup work on John C Reilly is incredibly and likewise he has pinned down Oliver Hardy’s voice and mannerisms to the letter. The one thing I can’t get my head around is how the fuck only Reilly has been nominated for best actor at the Oscars and not Coogan. Coogan is just as good in the film if not better and while I’m glad he’s nominated for Best Oscar at the BAFTA’s he should have gotten an Oscar nod too.
After the movie I went and cashed off my change at Sainsbury’s and got 50 quid out of it which I’ll put towards a Judas Priest / Ozzy Osborne ticket next month. When I got back I found out that unfortunately Grandad suffered a stroke during the night and is spending the next few days at the hospital for observation. Grandad suffered what’s called a “mini stroke” a while back but according to Mam this was a full blown stroke. Over the last few months Grandad has been noticeably more confused and immobile that usual no doubt due to his Parkinson’s and dementia so this latest ailment is the last thing he needed. Hopefully he’ll be home soon and will make a full recovery.
Before the game I watched the latest Hollyoaks which dealt with the fallout from Buster’s trial. Despite Buster being behind bars Brody is still having nightmares about the man who abused him and now he is reminded of him whenever he sees Damon. As is often the case with new characters I didn’t like these two when they first turned up but this latest storyline has made them two of my favourites (although naturally I am super jealous of the fucker who plays Damon because he has gotten to neck on with Sophie Porley and Nikki Sanderson the bastard).
Later on I watched the Lakers game and was delighted to see that they absolutely thrashed the Detroit Pistons. The Lakers have been on a bit of a losing streak lately but tonight they pulled it together mostly due to Kyle Kuzma scoring lots of important field goals but also KCP and Lonzo Ball doing a lot of the heavy lifting too. The Lakers are presently 8th in their league and it’s only the top 8 in each league that progress to the playoffs so I’m hoping that they can kick things up a notch and make it through.
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Follow your hearts and keep smiling motherfuckers