So Kareem has been openly complaining lately about the fact that he doesn't have a statue outside of the Staples Center in Los Angeles. From Espn, "I don't understand [it]. It's either an oversight or they're taking me for granted." He goes on to say that he feels slighted by the organization and that it doesn't make him happy. Boo fuckin hoo Kareem, you don't have a statue outside the arena that drunk Laker fans can take pictures in front of pretending to block your shot, or fondle your balls, or whatever people take pictures of these days. Man up, be happy with all your rings, and don't make yourself look like a giant douche by complaining that there is no bronze replica of yourself for all to worship.
Those were my original thoughts. Then I remembered something. Something that proves to me, and should to you, that Kareem Abdul-Jabbar deserved a statue. It is this simple, Kareem taught Uncle Jessse how to ball. Jesse was lost before Kareem showed up. Shooting air balls, shooting over the backboard, just really brutal stuff. Then Kareem comes along, tells Uncle Jesse he needs to find his sweet spot, and BAM! Unlce Jesse starts hittin jumpers like Reggie Miller at Madison Square Garden.
Now I don't know if you remember the rest of this episode, and I don't know why the dipshit filming this off of his TV didn't roll the film a little longer, because clearly he has no life if he is filming Full House episodes off his TV, but Uncle Jesse nails the winning jumper in some basketball game that he, Uncle Joey, and Danny are playing in. Then I'm sure he goes and gives Becky a kiss, says "Have meeeercy," and the episode ends. He is the hero and it is all because of Kareem Abdul Jabbar. I mean if that doesn't get him a statue, what the hell will?
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