Sheed: Cunning Linguist

We won’t go into great detail about how excited we are that the NBA is going to start imposing fines on habitual floppers.  We’ll just smugly grin when Tyler Hansbrough and anyone that has ever suited up a Duke basically start playing in the League for free.  We will go into great detail, though, about how much we loathe Rasheed Wallace.  Not to even touch on his 6 techs in the playoffs (good timing on the one last night, Sheed- arguing a call that didn’t even involve you.  Just sneak out one more and you’ll be suspended… though it won’t matter because we’d bet your season will be over either way) he’s just a guy we’ve hated from day one in Chapel Hill.  The gigantic mouth, the scalpal ringworm, the neckbeard- all bad things.  We will give him one thing, though: the man is a master of the Queen’s English.  Rasheed, we feel that the flopping rule is unnecessary because the officials currently call the game correctly.  Your thoughts?  “All that bull(bleep)-ass calls they had out there. With Mike [Callahan] and Kenny [Mauer] — you’ve all seen that (bleep),” Wallace said. “You saw them calls. The cats are flopping all over the floor and they’re calling that (bleep). That (bleep) ain’t basketball out there. It’s all (bleeping) entertainment. You all should know that (bleep). It’s all (bleeping) entertainment.” Touche, Sheed.  Touche.

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