Tuesday, September 25, 2007
Real Sports with Ron Mexico: Damn, Steph! I Thought You Loved Your Family.
Nope, I'm not talking about his wife. I don't even feel sorry for her. She knew the strange, strange man she married. She's lucky none of his weird sex props were involved in the details. Instead, we brace for a tidbit that the New York Post would headline "Marbury Cockblocks Cousin." Yep. They're that clever. In the latest goings-on at Jimmy Dolan's Animal House, MSG intern Kathleen Decker, a white bitch twice as hot as Kobe's chunky mistake, testified in the sexual harassment trial of New York Knicks president and head coach, Isiah Thomas. Much to the chagrin of plaintiff and Amazon enforcer, Anucha Browne-Sanders, Decker testified that her sex with New York Knicks point guard and talk show host, Stephon Marbury was, in fact, consensual. This all reads to me as if the little intern birthday play wasn't even run for Steph. Marbury's cousin, one of many Marburys and Marbury derivatives employed by MSG, was apparently waiting for her on the other side of the parking lot. Steph pulls up with the Champ Bailey and plucks this little white bitch out of the sky. "Are you going to get in the truck?" "Hell fuckin' yeah I'm gonna get in the truck." Why fuck the janitor cousin when you can fuck a nigga that you know is gonna spring for some Waffle House after he sling you the soul pole? I bet Steph skeeted off and left a box of $15 Starburys on your back. In case you weren't quite aware of Stephon Marbury's mental health status, here are a couple of reminders: I write like this to stay closer to God.