First, we had the Lukester weighing in. Now this report. Part of me wishes Lamar would bolt. The other part remembers how well (read poorly) the Lakers front court does when overmatched by bigger, more talented players. I miss those days, and look forward to the Green exacting a little revenge for last season's, er, sewep.
It makes me so sick, I can't even spell the word correctly. Nor do I want to.
(By the way, I can't "hate on" Bill Walton's son).
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