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I Want That: Adam Morrison Bobblehead
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Monday, March 5, 2007
2:10:00 PM EST
Hearing Neil Young
Every now and again I'll see a sports-related tchotchke that must be mine (see: the 'Frerotte Is Fr'Real' t-shirt, see also: the Jahidi White thong). When these things come into my orbit I feel a bit like the Midwestern housewife in Napoleon Dynamite who, upon hearing Uncle Rico's tupperware sales pitch complete with complimentary sailboat-in-a-bottle, stammers, "I want that" ...
I don't care if Adam Morrison is the worst defensive player in the NBA, and I don't care if he's just as likely to put up five points as he is to drop 20. What I do care about is that he was the co-player of the year in college basketball, cried on the court (with time left on the clock) against UCLA in the Tournament, was Michael Jordan's first draft pick in Charlotte (No. 3 overall) and is running third in this year's Rookie of the Year race ... all while rocking a Dazed and Confused-style haircut and theonly most iconic mustache of his generation.
And those are the just the reasons I care. The reasons I love him are myriad: the rockin' socialist baller posters that he proudly displays in his North Carolina mansion, his post-game dipping ritual, that he punches himself in the head during games, etc., etc. I'm always rooting for the guy, and I want this bobblehead on my desk in his honor ...
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2:10:00 PM EST
Hearing Neil Young
I Want That: Adam Morrison Bobblehead
Every now and again I'll see a sports-related tchotchke that must be mine (see: the 'Frerotte Is Fr'Real' t-shirt, see also: the Jahidi White thong). When these things come into my orbit I feel a bit like the Midwestern housewife in Napoleon Dynamite who, upon hearing Uncle Rico's tupperware sales pitch complete with complimentary sailboat-in-a-bottle, stammers, "I want that" ...
I don't care if Adam Morrison is the worst defensive player in the NBA, and I don't care if he's just as likely to put up five points as he is to drop 20. What I do care about is that he was the co-player of the year in college basketball, cried on the court (with time left on the clock) against UCLA in the Tournament, was Michael Jordan's first draft pick in Charlotte (No. 3 overall) and is running third in this year's Rookie of the Year race ... all while rocking a Dazed and Confused-style haircut and the
And those are the just the reasons I care. The reasons I love him are myriad: the rockin' socialist baller posters that he proudly displays in his North Carolina mansion, his post-game dipping ritual, that he punches himself in the head during games, etc., etc. I'm always rooting for the guy, and I want this bobblehead on my desk in his honor ...
Look at that thing: the stance, the 'stache and the gaze forever looking upward! Of course, these are being handed out at a Bobcats-Grizzlies game, which is probably the worst matchup the NBA has to offer. I'm getting on eBay come March 11 to grab one of these bad boys though.
Many thanks to Basketbawful via FanHouse for the great find.
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With regard to Unsilent Majority's comment ...
If you are going to suck, it helps to rock the 'stache, at least for marketing purposes. Also, I don't think Morrison's always going to suck, although I do doubt he'll evolve into a player worthy of No. 3-overall value. -
Yeah passion is great, but not sucking would help as well.
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You just have a thing for dudes with staches.
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Your desire for one of these is completely justified. Morrison will hopefully figure out how to play defense, and you can never accuse him of not having any "want to."
3/7/07 7:49 AM