Kobe v. Lebron, #24 v. #23, The Black Mamba v. King James… on and on we can go with clichéd comparisons between two exceptionally gifted NBA basketball players. One, a proven NBA champion; the other, a proven media champion.
I spent a few years of my life in corporate America. I met some great people during that time; but I miss the job like we all miss G6 of the ’08 Finals.
Most of my days started with me waking up and slipping on my work sweater. Am I the only one who had a work sweater? I owned three (all different colors), and rotated them throughout the week. Some of you know exactly what I am talking about; a few of you are even wearing yours right now. My work sweaters screamed I am a 50-year-old trapped in a 20-year-olds body – perfect for the corporate world.
We, the people of The Lakers Nation, certainly aren’t lacking in the emotional department. We are closer to the Tom Cruise on Oprah side of the fence. Eleven games in, and Twitter has been on fire with enthusiasm, and a little bit of rage. After a Lakers’ loss, you can expect more F-bombs than a Christian Bale rant; after a Lakers’ win, everyone gets Hannah Montana/Nickelodeon happy. I love the passion of my Lakers’ Twitter Fam, and it’s a shame the Lakers’ don’t play with that same energy every time they take the floor. Here are some of my favorite emotional Tweets from this past week:
