So this wrinkleheaded swirlbaby half-a-faq faux philiosopher never was part of a team that came close to winning a fukking thing, and basically was James Posey on a bunch of middling playoff teams, yet gets the secret ingredient narrative because he's partial to addressing white men as "sir" and likes to reference Charles in Charge and Party of Five as his favorite old school shows...
Meanwhile Dancing Danny Green been playing his role on REAL winning teams, hitting his shots, playing quality D on dangerous perimeter players, not simply taggin along for the ride at the end of his career, reduced to an ugly oreo goon with no discernible structure to his hairline or facial hair like that cro magnon dippped in radioactive hot dog water, toweling off his teammates like the worthless yess massa house nikka he is at the root of his being... but Danny ain't getting them presumptuous profilees about the mystical properties of winning in the NBA, because his fam was dealing drugs and he ain't safe enough or something.
Meanwhile, shane batty boy might be one of 8 "black" men on Earth that even right wing, paranoid white men would leave alone in a room with their repressed wives on some shyt like "please,
that nikka ain't about to turn Linda out; he's no threat."
I be thinking this same shyt sometimes like Walt is how Malta really be feeling bout some of these players 
watching this liteskin fakkit hit 3s last nite..
Im at my desk dying.................:deadfat:
