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This blog is awesome...and from an NBA player. Here's a taste:

I had several Gun In Mouth Moments tonight—most of them caused by some bad nicknames. Gun In Mouth Moments (GIMM’s) are defined as points in my life when, if I were carrying a gun at the time, I would have to consider putting it in my mouth and ending it all so as to avoid dealing with the further downward spiral of our culture. The first GIMM arrived with the announcement of the starting line-ups. Here’s the deal: When, after 60 games, the team being announced has a winning percentage hovering around the same area as most pitchers’ batting averages, it loses the right to a grand entrance. No more dance team, no more theme song, no more dimming the lights. The players just walk onto the court and play the game. That’s it. The Hawks did not agree to my deal. They had an over-produced introduction on the big screen, an actual hawk that flew down from the rafters, and even a catch-phrase—something like, “The Spirit Lies Within.” Make it stop.

My other GIMM's occurred each time either of the Hawks’ rookie Josh’s was announced for scoring a basket. Apparently, someone decided that saying Josh Smith or Josh Childress was just not going to be sufficient. So instead, each time Josh Smith scores, the crowd is treated to, “J-Smooth for two.” When it is Childress, out comes, “J-Chill with the assist.” An analysis of this situation that does not include profanity escapes me, so I will not even try. Good night.