Obama and his hoops jones

(Prez O is a lefty??? Maybe there's hope for Eric after all)

Not necessarily the best written article (it's ESPN, I shouldn't be surprised) but nevertheless offers a cool insight to Obama's love for the orange pill and how it's affecting the political epicentre of the world. This is why he's the greatest world leader. Ever. And am I biased because I'm a hoop head myself? Yes. But if the President of the US plays it, then it must be the best game in the world

Signs that the economy must be picking up

Yes, only because I am willing to spend 13,000 Washingtons on a 6'8" bobble head. One championship "on his own" and they begin pushing this on people??? One question, does it come with an authentic game-worn jockstrap too? I don't even want to imagine what they'll start selling in his likeness if he wins another 3 chips...

In other interesting Kobe paraphernalia news, Nike recently released a special edition Zoom Kobe IV's to commemorate Kobe's entry into the league when he was drafted by the Hornets on June 26, 1996. The shoe comes in Hornet colours and even has the draft date stitched on the back. EXCEPT Nike messed up and put June 11, 1996 instead of the proper date, which is the 26th, not 11th (peep the second pic below). How Nike fudged the draft date of arguably its premier athlete/spokesman is beyond me (remember, this went all the way from the Nike headquarter drawing board to the sweatshop in China without anyone stopping its production). Maybe it's some conspiracy, with the numbers 6-11-96 having some sort of greater meaning. Or maybe someone at Nike has a really twisted sense of humour. Nike will begin putting out the "right date" IV's (see third pic below) once the "wrong date" stock has been sold out. I think the wrong dates are neat and, as in the past when there have been aesthetic mistakes on mass-produced kicks, these will probably become a collector's item and worth a gazillion dollars


(And for another $5,000 they will throw in a Vanessa Bryant blow-up doll)


(I got a feeling the Nike basketball department just got one job opening)

Cool cool movie

Just saw this. It won't blow you out of the water, if anything it might even sedate you. Most regular humans won't like it (maybe not even get it??). New York is one of my cities, this movie definitely slices some of the magic of the city into its 77 minutes. Sasha Grey pulls off a cinematic role without being on her knees. I like the subtle messages of this movie. Once again shows me how small and absurd our lives can be. Interesting fact: Mark Cuban helped back this movie.

I give this 7.5 Bananas out of 10.

Catch of the Day

Note: Johan's blog is not a softcore porn site. Proof below


(Amazin Amie and her "Papa, are those real?" via Kanye West Blog. More pics after the jump)

Gotta show some love for the Reigning Champs

("Machine make Kobe BFF look like punk.")


("I'M ON A PARADE BOAT!! ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE!!!")

I pretty much had to do a post on this. I know, I'm a million years late. Not much to be said except congratulations Lakers (do I really care???). I'm a lifelong Knicks fan (LBJ 2010 or bust!) but living on the pacific westcoast - sans a basketball team, now with Sonics gone - you support the Lakers by default. Phil is King. Kobe has now proven that he can win a championship without Big Daddy "How my Ass taste?" Shaq (but interestingly, not without Derek Fisher). The dynamics of Kobe's legacy has changed immensely and it will be interesting to see where his career goes from here. Not to be a killjoy, but the question has to be if he has really shaken the stigma of the Colorado incident? Even if he won 20 championships, would people truly forget? As a disclaimer: I'm not a Kobe hater, if anything he's one of my favorite NBA players and personalities.

On a lighter note, I love Machine pawning Kobe in the first pic. Nice to see Kobe wearing a completely different t-shirt than the rest of the team. Me, Myself and I? The more things change, the more they stay the same.

Catch of the Day

The weather is warm. There is a nice cool breeze. Iced tea in my other hand. All young Johan needs now to make this a Kodak moment is...



(So nice she has to be seen twice (front and back son, duh). Irina Sheik and this "Holy Smokes" moment brought to you via Kanye West Blog. More pics after the jump)

Moment frozen in time

This is a really nice shot of what will go down as one of the greatest Larry O'Brien moments (or blunders) of all time. D-Fish is a black, stocky, bald, little ninja. What was it you said Andre 3000? ICE COLD!


("Oh gosh, silly me. I forgot to close out the three point line on one of the best veteran three-point shooters in the league. Umm, God/MJ23 are you there? It's me, Jameer...")

Goat of the Day (not G.O.A.T.) - brought to you by the number 1 (as in 1 free throw)

(Maybe Dwight needs to meet my man Count Von Count)

They say all of the fun is in the chase, but it's always nice when things fall into your lap. It's the Zen way really; to get what you desire is by not attaching yourself, but rather detaching yourself from the desired object. Connecting this with the current Larry O'Brien quest, is it a coincidence that Phil Jackson is a proponent of Zen teachings and why the Magic have decided to consistently gift wrap every crucial game moment to the Lake show in this NBA finals? From horrible free throw performances to turnovers that shouldn't happen with such regularity, the Magic are not giving the Lakers anything to sweat about except their cheerleaders (for another "NBA FINAL" check this SFW link). There are too many goats to be called out from the Magic's roster, but Courtney Lee, the Magic's uber rookie, is definitely not one of them. Ever since his potentially series-turning missed buzzer beater layup in game 2, unoriginal journalists have come out of the woodworks (and seeming unemployment) with their cries of Nick Anderson 2.0. Thank God/MJ23 this has ceased now. I was originally going to rant about how WRONG all of these supposed basketball experts are, but since the heat is off Lee at the moment (thank you Magic ineptitude!) I've decided to shift to the real Nick Anderson of this series: Dwight Howard.

Yes, Dwight - or Clark Kent of free throws - the star of O-town, had two, count them two, opportunities to make this a series in the dying moments of regulation of game 4; instead he goes and makes my boy Ponyman look like Mark Price from the charity stripe by sh*tting two bricks like it's the first minute of the game. You don't miss free throws. You don't miss two free throws in a row. You don't miss two free throws in a row, one of them which could essentially 99.9% cooler your opponents chances of making a comeback with less than 10 secs to go in an NBA finals game! Say what you want about the mob, ahem, refs, Coach Ron Jeremy's questionable coaching calls not to foul and benching Skip for fourth Q or Jameer Nelson's rookie mistake of giving Grampa Fisher an uncontested three instead of the drive (don't NBA players study game tape? or even SportsCenter top 10? when have you ever seen Fish break anyone's ankles? although, if you're curious check this), Dwight has to make ONE of those free throws. As far as I know, you usually don't try to put your own team in a tougher position when you have easy opportunities to do the exact opposite. Not to take anything away from Old Man Fisher, those threes were straight up Robert Horry (or vintage D-Fish???), but as one commentator put it on Slam Online, we will remember those threes as coaching blunders and not individual accolades. Never have I seen so many historical and what-if mistakes by one team.

Dwight Howard, congratulations, you're my first official goat (not G.O.A.T.) of the day:



("Hey ref, is it ok if I shoot free throws like this?")

Catch of the day

Aaaaahh, a lazy and warm Sunday and the thoughts of young Johan drift to...


(Roxanne Pallett and her fine "assets" courtesy of Kanye West Blog. More pics after the jump)

"There's a tiger in the bathroom"...

(Wow. Tyson shout outs in two consecutive posts, I'm on a roll son!)

Just went to the cinema for the first time since the second Batman joint, and it was well worth the non-download. Despite the played-out cracks at Asian male sexuality Hollywood injects into all of these frat/stoner/grossout movies, The Hangover was all that and 80,000 in Bellagio chips (see the movie, you'll get it). If only because of Kid Dynamite's extended cameo (peep the poster above). Call it a comeback for the baddest man? Naaaah dude was fatter than my boy VZ. From the looks of his physique in the few scenes he was in, the last time Iron Mike saw a ring it was made out of dough and covered in icing and sprinkles. The Hangover is the best pre-Vegas trip movie, definitely gets you in the right mindset. Particularly if you're into getting completely smashed and marrying hot strippers that look like Heather Graham. Hollah at me rollergirl!


(I seriously got a thing for blondes. Especially when they're naked, covered in gold body paint and wearing nothing but a pair of skates)

And on the seventh day...

Yokoso!

I've lost track of the amount of times I've tried starting up a blog and only to have it dissipate into internet limbo, often due to my inability to follow through with anything that requires more energy than tying my shoelaces. What you will find on this blog will be things catching my fancy at the moment and I find worth commenting on. Yes, it's going to be a lot of self-importance, smugness, and pointless sh*t, but is there anything left in this world that truly matters?

The first entry is always a struggle for me. Trying to set this blog off with a bang, but like the first sexytime, it is rarely satisfying and always underwhelming. It's better to get it out of the way fast and focus on honing your craft as you go along. Having said that, sometimes it's better to let someone else do the dirty work for you, so I'll let Kid Dynamite introduce you to my blog:




Please enjoy my blog!