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Season Journal
Standings
| # | Team | W | L | Pts |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| 1 | Detroit Engine-Roar | 14 | 1 | 28 |
| 2 | San Antonio Skyscrapers | 13 | 2 | 26 |
| 3 | Oklahoma City Treasure-Chest | 12 | 3 | 24 |
| 4 | Boston Ring-Chasers | 11 | 4 | 22 |
| 5 | Cleveland Twin-Towers | 10 | 5 | 20 |
| 6 | Denver Horse-Track | 10 | 5 | 20 |
| 7 | Phoenix No-Defense | 9 | 6 | 18 |
| 8 | New York Over-Timers | 8 | 7 | 16 |
| 9 | Houston Blast-Off | 8 | 7 | 16 |
| 10 | Los Angeles Nursing-Home | 6 | 9 | 12 |
| 11 | Minnesota Ice-Wall | 6 | 9 | 12 |
| 12 | Toronto Border-Patrol | 4 | 11 | 8 |
| 13 | Philadelphia Injury-Report | 4 | 11 | 8 |
| 14 | Orlando Magic-Beans | 4 | 11 | 8 |
| 15 | Miami Heart-Attack | 1 | 14 | 2 |
| 16 | My Team | 0 | 15 | 0 |
Pre-season
Shut the hell up for two seconds and listen to that sound. That low rumble, that murmur of 20,000 people holding their breath at the same time. That's the sound of an arena that knows tonight is going to be something. We're here for a franchise that's in the DNA of this league, a club with as many banners in the rafters as ghosts in the locker room. Legends have walked this court, careers have been shattered here, and miracles have been born on this very floor. Tonight, we write the next chapter. The team with no name, baby! Alright, let's not kid ourselves, if the arena is packed to the gills, it's because of THE phenomenon. This guy isn't just a basketball player, he's a walking cheat code on the hardwood: give it up for Iron Man! Picture this: standing at 6 cm, but he handles the rock with the agility of a 5'10" point guard and launches missiles from 30 feet like he's at shootaround. When he attacks the paint, it's simple, he's a freight train: either you get out of the way, or you end up on his poster doing the rounds on social media for a week straight. The opposing locker room before the game, you know what they talk about? Not the game plan. Not the offensive scheme. No. They talk about HIM. "How do we stop him?" "Who takes the matchup?" "Does he look tired?" Spoiler: he's never tired. And even when he looks tired, it's a trap. The man fakes exhaustion in the third quarter and drops 14 in the fourth like a coiled spring being released. Opposing coaches have 50-page scouting reports on him, and every single page is absolutely useless. Hold on tight because the next name is going to make you spit out your beer: Mickey Mouse. Profession? Amateur. Yeah. The coach saw him on TV, called his agent (who didn't exist), and offered him a ten-day contract "to see." The guy showed up with bare hands, a ham sandwich, and bulletproof enthusiasm. At his first practice, he attempted a dunk and ended up hanging from the net like a cat stuck in a tree. The fire department came. Twice. But he's got heart, the man, and apparently the precision he puts into the game could translate to mid-range shooting. We believe. Well, the coach believes. The rest of us broke out the popcorn. The budget? What budget? We're so far below the salary floor you could limbo under it blindfolded. The team accountant is the owner's cousin running Excel 2003 with no updates since the Bush administration. The jerseys are hand-washed by the intern, road trips are carpooled, and the last free agent who visited the facilities turned around the second he saw the locker room. But you know what? Character is forged in the struggle. And this team's got character coming out of its damn ears.
Matchday 1 — vs Detroit Engine-Roar
85-129 (L)
This raw talent Aaron Donald catches the leather early and goes to work! Opening salvo!
A pull-up jumper from Brock Lesnar sails wide! This certified bucket needs to regroup!
Aaron Donald with the lazy pass! Tendency to rush leading to easy points!
Thanos gets posted up and scored on! This raw talent overpowered!
Thanos fades away the towel! This guy nobody was talking about showing heavy feet!
Halftime. Thanos's hair is completely soaked, like climbing out of a pool. Little scoop: Thanos tried to bribe the DJ to play his song. The DJ agreed. Nobody liked it. The arena lights up, the players are back. Game on.
Mickey Mouse drives but it's well off! Tendency to force bad shots under fatigue!
Brock Lesnar short-arms the shot from fatigue! This certified bucket has nothing left!
Brock Lesnar, this mammoth, telegraphs the pass! Intercepted at the top of the key!
Mickey Mouse spins angrily after the turnover! This once-in-a-lifetime player spiraling!
Mickey Mouse reflects on what could have been. Lack of consistency the difference tonight.
Thanos's face is locked shut, zero emotion. Brock Lesnar hides his eyes under a towel. Confession: I nearly fell asleep during the second quarter. The third woke me right up. See you at the next game. In the meantime: 'MasterClass: How to Fold a Fitted Sheet.' Gripping television.
Matchday 2 — vs Miami Heart-Attack
77-122 (L)
Iron Man checks in for the first play! Clocking in for the shift, let's work!
Brock Lesnar misses the open look! This headliner can't believe it! Sometimes predictable game!
Brock Lesnar, this 7-footer, gets stripped under the basket! Limited stamina exposed!
This once-in-a-lifetime player Iron Man can't recover! Scored on from the left corner! Limited stamina!
Aaron Donald, this combo guard, pounds the scorer's table! Defense that's basically a suggestion on full display!
Break. Brock Lesnar collapses on the locker room floor, arms spread wide. Anecdote: Brock Lesnar slipped on a banana peel during practice. The videos leaked. The internet never forgets. Back to hostilities. Faces have changed in the locker room.
Thanos shoots but the shot rims out! Ego the size of Texas rears its ugly head!
Brock Lesnar misses from fatigue! This bonafide star can't get the elevation from downtown!
Brock Lesnar with the backcourt violation! This certified bucket under too much pressure!
Thanos dishes and kicks the stanchion! This unknown gem losing composure!
Mickey Mouse sits alone on the bench. This generational talent processing the defeat.
Iron Man replays the score in his head on a loop. Mickey Mouse tries to think about something else. I learned backstage that Mickey Mouse also does superhero on weekends. That explains those reflexes. That's all for today. Up next: 'Dateline: The True Cost of a Cup of Yogurt.' Deep investigation.
Matchday 3 — vs Orlando Magic-Beans
80-125 (L)
Mickey Mouse, this do-it-all player, announced to huge cheers! A crowd fully behind them!
Iron Man misfires along the baseline! Even this absolute legend has off nights!
This certified bucket Brock Lesnar gets pickpocketed from the right corner! Sloppy handling!
Aaron Donald gets caught flat-footed! This potential breakout star beaten to the spot!
This household name Mickey Mouse shakes the head in disbelief! Nothing going right!
End of the first half. Thanos is beet red but still standing. Little secret: Thanos watches cat videos between quarters. Says it's relaxing. We pick up right where we left off. Time to play.
This player nobody saw coming Aaron Donald shanks a hook shot at the buzzer! That's uncharacteristic!
This potential breakout star Aaron Donald stumbles! The fatigue is real after the allotted time!
Iron Man throws it away! A pass worse than a superhero tossing the game!
This potential breakout star Thanos gets into it with the opponent! Tempers flaring!
Brock Lesnar, this 7-footer, hangs the head. Tough loss despite an off-the-charts basketball IQ effort.
Iron Man walks like someone carrying the weight of the world. Mickey Mouse drags one foot after the other. Confession: I nearly fell asleep during the second quarter. The third woke me right up. That's all! Coming up: 'Hotel Hell: Airbnb With No Lock Edition.' Chills guaranteed.
Matchday 4 — vs Philadelphia Injury-Report
78-122 (L)
This dark horse Thanos comes out aggressive! Opens with a catch-and-shoot triple from mid-range!
Iron Man misses from the corner! From downtown is no place for their bare hands!
Mickey Mouse charges right into the defender! Turnover! Defense that's basically a suggestion when controlling pace!
This potential GOAT Iron Man fouls reaching in! Tendency to rush on defense!
This hidden prospect Aaron Donald can't believe the call! Arguing with the ref!
The players leave the court. Aaron Donald clings to the tunnel railing. Fun fact: Aaron Donald failed the driving test three times. On the court it's a different story, thankfully. Back on the floor, faces full of determination.
This headliner Brock Lesnar misfires again! Hot head could cost the team!
Aaron Donald, this versatile guy, looks exhausted at the buzzer! The legs are gone!
Thanos with the errant pass! This total unknown needs to settle down!
Aaron Donald, this tweener, waves off the play call! Tendency to rush hurting the team!
Aaron Donald walks off in silence. This who-is-this-guy player gave it all but it wasn't enough.
Brock Lesnar bites his lip, fists clenched. Thanos shakes his head slowly, in disbelief. On my end, I discovered the arena's coffee machine was broken. The game nearly went uncommentated. That's a wrap! And now, the network's masterpiece: 'My Cat, My Battle.' Don't miss the finale.
Matchday 5 — vs Phoenix No-Defense
76-120 (L)
Brock Lesnar takes the floor with that look in his eyes! He came to play tonight!
This certified GOAT candidate Iron Man puts up a layup but it won't fall! Off night!
Brock Lesnar, this beanpole, commits the travel! Hot head in the footwork!
Mickey Mouse lunges the wrong direction! Fake had this household name fooled!
This who-is-this-guy player Thanos slaps the floor in anger! The frustration is palpable!
Break! Mickey Mouse has left a puddle of sweat at every step through the tunnel. Little scoop: Mickey Mouse tried to bribe the DJ to play his song. The DJ agreed. Nobody liked it. The buzzer calls the players. Time for the show, act II.
Mickey Mouse, this guy with rings on every finger, comes up empty! A bank shot off target from the left corner!
This unknown gem Thanos can barely jump! The springs are gone from the left corner!
Thanos attacks the Spalding right to the defense! Costly mistake by this raw talent!
Iron Man glares at the scoreboard! This living legend not happy with the situation!
Iron Man sits on the bench post-game! Sitting like a superhero after their bare hands broke!
Mickey Mouse leaves the court at a jog. Iron Man stays there, planted at center court, motionless. Your commentator broke his personal screaming record tonight. My throat is not thanking me. That's it for tonight. Coming up: 'True Confessions: I Put Ketchup on Pasta.'
Matchday 6 — vs Los Angeles Nursing-Home
86-130 (L)
Tip-off! Thanos gets us started! Let's go!
Iron Man rushes a tear drop driving to the hoop! Tendency to rush creeping in!
Mickey Mouse, this do-it-all player, steps out of bounds with the Wilson! Mental lapse!
Brock Lesnar, this titan, gets blown by on the perimeter! Sometimes predictable game in the legs!
Mickey Mouse penetrates away from the huddle! This global icon in a dark place mentally!
The players disappear. Mickey Mouse has a makeshift neck brace out of a towel. Small detail: Mickey Mouse whistles the national anthem before every game. Off-key. Consistently off-key. The hardwood awaits. Here we go for the second half.
This headliner Brock Lesnar whiffs on a scoop layup! The crowd groans!
Thanos, this unknown gem, sucking wind after that sprint! This ball game of battle!
Iron Man passes to nobody! This global icon with a head-scratching decision!
Thanos mutters to himself walking back! This surprise package fighting inner demons!
This potential breakout star Aaron Donald tips the hat to the winner. Respect despite the pain.
Brock Lesnar sits on the floor in the hallway. Thanos sits down next to him. Nobody speaks. During the game, I got a text from my mom: 'Stop yelling, I can hear you from here.' She lives 120 miles away. We're out! And now, 'House Hunters: Broom Closet Edition.' Cozy open concept.
Matchday 7 — vs Toronto Border-Patrol
81-126 (L)
This franchise cornerstone Mickey Mouse comes out firing! A hook shot in the first minute!
Iron Man dishes the leather into nothing! Heavy feet on full display tonight!
Thanos coughs up the rock! Injury-prone body strikes again driving to the hoop!
This total unknown Thanos picks up the cheap foul! Occasional mental lapses showing!
Iron Man slaps the floor in frustration! Slapping harder than a superhero hits the workbench!
Halftime. Mickey Mouse throws his towel on the floor walking in. Juicy intel: Mickey Mouse turned down an endorsement deal because he'd have to wear a mascot costume. The buzzer calls the players. Time for the show, act II.
This surprise package Thanos throws up a prayer facing the rim! Not answered!
Aaron Donald is cramping up! This surprise package trying to shake it off! Sometimes predictable game!
Iron Man loses the damn ball! A superhero would never be this careless!
This once-in-a-lifetime player Mickey Mouse hangs the head after the miss! Deflated off the pick and roll!
This certified bucket Brock Lesnar shakes hands and moves on. In the end, ego the size of Texas proved costly.
Mickey Mouse snaps at the bench on his way out. Iron Man says nothing, but his look says everything. Yours truly held it together all evening without a bathroom break. That's professionalism. Thanks everyone! Up next: 'Ice Road Truckers: Uber Eats Delivery on a Rainy Night.'
Matchday 8 — vs Minnesota Ice-Wall
89-134 (L)
This potential breakout star Thanos in the starting lineup! Let's see what this potential breakout star brings!
Iron Man launches a double-clutch layup and... Airball! Sometimes predictable game at its peak!
Mickey Mouse throws it away! Shaky emotions under pressure under pressure from the right corner!
Iron Man beaten to the spot! Slower than a superhero on a Monday morning!
This established star Brock Lesnar throws an elbow in frustration! Occasional mental lapses on full display!
Finally a breather. Mickey Mouse has calf cramps, the physio rushes over. Confession: Mickey Mouse tried yoga. Lasted two sessions before declaring it a combat sport. Back at it! The players jog toward center court.
Aaron Donald air-mails a euro-step in the paint! Way off for this player nobody saw coming!
Aaron Donald, this diamond in the rough, making mistakes from exhaustion! The body is failing!
Thanos, this tweener, gets the ball poked away! Heavy feet when protecting the damn ball!
Mickey Mouse, this generational talent, refuses to high-five! Ego the size of Texas hurting the chemistry!
Mickey Mouse dribbles to the tunnel in disappointment. This all-time great will learn from this.
Thanos walks like someone carrying the weight of the world. Mickey Mouse drags one foot after the other. Yours truly held it together all evening without a bathroom break. That's professionalism. That's it for tonight. Coming up: 'True Confessions: I Put Ketchup on Pasta.'
Matchday 9 — vs Houston Blast-Off
83-128 (L)
Aaron Donald, this dude out of nowhere, draws first blood! A hook shot to start!
Mickey Mouse fires a half-court heave from the right corner but can't connect! Heavy feet showing!
Thanos loses the Spalding in traffic! This unknown gem can't afford that!
Aaron Donald gets screened out of the play! This dude out of nowhere lost in traffic!
Iron Man can't mask the disappointment! This generational talent wearing it on the sleeve!
Halftime. The doctor examines Brock Lesnar's shoulder while the others catch their breath. They say Brock Lesnar eats honey straight from the jar during timeouts. The bear of the hardwood. We resume. Eyes locked in, jaws clenched.
This bonafide star Brock Lesnar short-arms a pull-up jumper at the top of the key! Not enough lift!
Thanos goes to work a step slower than usual! Shaky emotions under pressure in the tank!
Aaron Donald, this combo guard, gets called for the carry! Lack of consistency in ball-handling!
Thanos, this diamond in the rough, barks at the teammate! Tendency to rush taking over!
Mickey Mouse, this hall-of-fame lock, takes the loss hard. Tendency to rush at the wrong moments.
Aaron Donald pulls his cap down over his eyes. Mickey Mouse doesn't have a cap, and it shows. During the game, my colleague ordered sushi. It arrived at the final buzzer. Perfect timing. Good night everyone! And now, the show nobody asked for: 'Pigeon Hunters.'
Matchday 10 — vs Denver Horse-Track
74-119 (L)
Aaron Donald looks dialed in from the start! Night-in night-out consistency preparation showing!
Aaron Donald clanks another one off the rim! This player nobody saw coming needs to find rhythm!
Iron Man throws it into the stands! What was that from this household name!
Brock Lesnar reacts too late to rotate! Hot head on the help side!
Thanos mouths off and picks up a T! Lack of consistency taking over!
First half is done. Mickey Mouse is chugging Gatorade like it's water. Did you know? Mickey Mouse has a personal mini-fridge in the locker room. Nobody knows what's inside. We're back! The coach drew stuff on the whiteboard, let's see if it works.
Iron Man rises up the rock right into the defender's hands! Heavy feet!
Mickey Mouse bends over during the dead ball! This global icon gathering what's left!
This household name Mickey Mouse commits the 5-second violation! Clock management hot head!
Aaron Donald picks up the second technical! This dark horse ejected! Occasional mental lapses!
Iron Man looks at the scoreboard one last time! Numbers don't lie for a superhero!
Iron Man takes off his shoes and carries them like a ghost. Mickey Mouse follows the same path. I drank so much coffee tonight I'm going to commentate in my sleep. Good night! Up next: 'My 600-Lb Neighbor: He Makes Noise at 3 AM.' Shocking testimonies.
Matchday 11 — vs New York Over-Timers
89-134 (L)
This rising star Aaron Donald gets the crowd going early! The energy is building!
Aaron Donald forces up a hook shot over the defense! Defense that's basically a suggestion! Bad decision!
Mickey Mouse spins into a trap! Hot head when reading the defense!
Thanos overcommits and gets beat! Lack of consistency when reading the play!
Thanos, this combo guard, shows negative body language! Tendency to force bad shots creeping in!
Halftime! Brock Lesnar is limping slightly heading off the court. Physio's confession: Brock Lesnar purrs when you massage his calves. Like a cat. A big cat. Tipoff! The ball bounces, the arena vibrates, we're back.
Iron Man misfires again! Having the game-shaped night!
This headliner Brock Lesnar can't close out! The legs are shot at the top of the key!
This player nobody saw coming Aaron Donald loses concentration and the Spalding with it!
Aaron Donald slams the basketball in frustration! Injury-prone body on full display!
Mickey Mouse had the chances but couldn't convert. This household name left wanting.
Mickey Mouse snaps at the bench on his way out. Thanos says nothing, but his look says everything. My evening? I spent it holding back tears. Of joy? Of exhaustion? Both. This was your favorite commentator. Coming up: 'Extreme Makeover: Garage Edition.' Don't change the channel. Or do.
Matchday 12 — vs Cleveland Twin-Towers
78-123 (L)
Thanos, this solid build, sets the tone immediately! Natural-born leadership from the jump!
Mickey Mouse pulls up but overcooks it! Limited stamina showing up again!
This hungry young player Aaron Donald with a careless turnover! Gift-wrapped for the opponent!
Brock Lesnar gets burned on the drive! Tendency to rush in lateral movement!
Brock Lesnar drops the head after another miss! Injury-prone body sapping the confidence!
Halftime. The physio pounces on Brock Lesnar to massage his thighs. Word is Brock Lesnar sleeps with his basketball shoes on. I can't confirm it, but the source is reliable. Play resumes. The DJ drops a beat to hype up the crowd.
Mickey Mouse can't buy a bucket! Another miss off the pick and roll! Frustrating!
Aaron Donald is running on pure willpower! This who-is-this-guy player refusing to quit!
This guy nobody was talking about Aaron Donald with turnover number lengths ahead! Sometimes predictable game is piling up!
Thanos, this swiss-army-knife type, throws the hands up! Exasperated at the buzzer!
This living legend Mickey Mouse leaves the arena with head held high. Fought to the end.
Brock Lesnar isolates in a corner, back against the wall. Mickey Mouse tries to talk. He raises a hand to say no. During the break, I tried to juggle three balls. My cameraman filmed everything. It'll come out someday. Good evening! Up next: 'Criminal Minds: Finding the Colleague Who Steals Yogurt from the Fridge.'
Matchday 13 — vs Boston Ring-Chasers
74-119 (L)
Iron Man steps onto the floor! From competing the game to this, game time!
Thanos forces a bad deep three! This dark horse needs to trust teammates!
Iron Man commits the live-ball turnover! Their bare hands would be ashamed!
Aaron Donald, this do-it-all player, gets dunked on at the buzzer! Poster material!
Brock Lesnar, this headliner, yells at the coaching staff! Lack of consistency causing friction!
Finally a breather. Aaron Donald has calf cramps, the physio rushes over. Locker room intel: Aaron Donald has a tattoo of a basketball hoop on his butt. That's commitment. Play resumes. The DJ drops a beat to hype up the crowd.
Brock Lesnar forces a pull-up jumper back to the basket! This reliable star trying too hard!
Brock Lesnar steps back but the legs won't cooperate! Tendency to force bad shots catching up!
This undisputed superstar Mickey Mouse forces a pass into double coverage! Picked off!
This surprise package Aaron Donald fouls hard out of frustration! Ego the size of Texas showing!
This guy everybody knows Brock Lesnar stares at the scoreboard. Not the outcome this guy everybody knows wanted.
Iron Man collapses into the first available chair. Thanos stays standing, eyes glazed over. Meanwhile, your favorite commentator spilled coffee on the mixing board. Twice. That's a wrap! And now, the network's masterpiece: 'My Cat, My Battle.' Don't miss the finale.
Matchday 14 — vs San Antonio Skyscrapers
86-131 (L)
Thanos, this smooth operator, takes the court! The roaring arena is electric!
Brock Lesnar with a wild attempt! This elite player not finding the range tonight!
Thanos fires away carelessly and gets stripped! Another giveaway!
Brock Lesnar scrambles but can't close out! Open look given up! Injury-prone body!
Aaron Donald storms to the bench! This who-is-this-guy player is visibly upset!
First half is done. Thanos is chugging Gatorade like it's water. They say Thanos has a ritual where he touches the basket post three times. If someone watches, starts over. Let's go. The arena rumbles, the players answer.
Iron Man launches from deep and misses! A superhero's range doesn't apply here!
This world-class player Brock Lesnar is a warrior but the body says no! This ball game of war!
This guy everybody knows Brock Lesnar commits the offensive foul! Turnover driving to the hoop!
This certified GOAT candidate Iron Man stares at the ref! That look could freeze water!
Thanos, this versatile guy, trudges off the gym. Lessons to take from this one.
Aaron Donald sits on the bench, staring into nothing. Mickey Mouse has his head in his hands. During the break, I tried doing crunches behind the console. My back remembers. Thanks for being here. Now put down the remote, it's time for 'Wheel of Misfortune.'
Matchday 15 — vs Oklahoma City Treasure-Chest
77-122 (L)
This basketball god Mickey Mouse means business! Fast start from downtown!
Iron Man can't score in the second quarter! This superhero is way off tonight!
Thanos fades away into a dead end at the buzzer! Turnover! Sometimes predictable game!
Mickey Mouse loses the screen battle! Defense that's basically a suggestion around the picks!
Thanos, this solid build, sits down hard on the bench! Heavy feet written all over his face!
Break! Iron Man grabs an ice bag and slaps it on his knee. Did you know? Iron Man once signed an autograph for a referee. During the game. Mid free-throw. Let's go, we're back. The crowd claps in rhythm.
Iron Man with the contested thunderous slam under the basket! No good! Bad selection!
Iron Man slows down visibly! Slower than their bare hands on low power!
Thanos, this solid build, fumbles the entry pass from the right corner!
Aaron Donald, this potential breakout star, with the frustrated foul! Tendency to force bad shots in tough moments!
Mickey Mouse dunks past the media. This franchise cornerstone not in the mood to talk.
Aaron Donald mutters 'damn' under his breath. Mickey Mouse says 'yeah' in the same tone. Final confession: I still don't know how to pronounce Aaron Donald's name. Forgive me. Thanks for the game! And now, tonight's feature film: 'Fast and Furious 47: The Quest for a Parking Spot.'
My Team finishes #16 (0W-15L). Better luck next season! MVP: Iron Man.
Season Journal
Shut the hell up for two seconds and listen to that sound. That low rumble, that murmur of 20,000 people holding their breath at the same time. That's the sound of an arena that knows tonight is going to be something. We're here for a franchise that's in the DNA of this league, a club with as many banners in the rafters as ghosts in the locker room. Legends have walked this court, careers have been shattered here, and miracles have been born on this very floor. Tonight, we write the next chapter. The team with no name, baby!
Alright, let's not kid ourselves, if the arena is packed to the gills, it's because of THE phenomenon. This guy isn't just a basketball player, he's a walking cheat code on the hardwood: give it up for Iron Man! Picture this: standing at 6 cm, but he handles the rock with the agility of a 5'10" point guard and launches missiles from 30 feet like he's at shootaround. When he attacks the paint, it's simple, he's a freight train: either you get out of the way, or you end up on his poster doing the rounds on social media for a week straight.
The opposing locker room before the game, you know what they talk about? Not the game plan. Not the offensive scheme. No. They talk about HIM. "How do we stop him?" "Who takes the matchup?" "Does he look tired?" Spoiler: he's never tired. And even when he looks tired, it's a trap. The man fakes exhaustion in the third quarter and drops 14 in the fourth like a coiled spring being released. Opposing coaches have 50-page scouting reports on him, and every single page is absolutely useless.
Hold on tight because the next name is going to make you spit out your beer: Mickey Mouse. Profession? Amateur. Yeah. The coach saw him on TV, called his agent (who didn't exist), and offered him a ten-day contract "to see." The guy showed up with bare hands, a ham sandwich, and bulletproof enthusiasm. At his first practice, he attempted a dunk and ended up hanging from the net like a cat stuck in a tree. The fire department came. Twice. But he's got heart, the man, and apparently the precision he puts into the game could translate to mid-range shooting. We believe. Well, the coach believes. The rest of us broke out the popcorn.
The budget? What budget? We're so far below the salary floor you could limbo under it blindfolded. The team accountant is the owner's cousin running Excel 2003 with no updates since the Bush administration. The jerseys are hand-washed by the intern, road trips are carpooled, and the last free agent who visited the facilities turned around the second he saw the locker room. But you know what? Character is forged in the struggle. And this team's got character coming out of its damn ears.
My Team finishes #16 (0W-15L). Better luck next season! MVP: Iron Man.
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